3 posts tagged “drama”

So, what's been going on? Let's see. Well, it's me. And there's no moment in my life without some form of excitement. I'll go back to last week, on Wednesday. I was at the gym, worked out for about an hour and a half and decided that I was SO SORE that I needed to spend some time in the hot tub. So, I shower, change into my turquoise swimsuit, and head over to the tub. I get in, sit down, close my eyes and relax. I 'm totally into the relaxation mode, and suddenly, this guy gets in and starts talking to me. He's older (but I can't tell how old - I'm blind without my glasses!) and we get into this discussion of weight loss, workouts, chiropractors, and politics. He's sweet, funny, educated and is a Republican with Libertarian views.
Great, awesome, fine. He asks for my email address. No problem! I love meeting new people. So, we exchange emails, and I head home.
By the time I wake up the next morning, I have about a dozen emails from him. Ranging from "Are you getting these?" to "It was nice talking to you last night, I enjoyed the chemistry."
Uh, no.
I politely respond to one or two of them, the ones that are asking about what machines I like to use at the gym, and if I plan on working out that night. By the end of business, I have about 20 emails from him, total. An emergency came up (see post about wedding ring) and I couldn't make it. Which ended up inviting more emails from him. I decided it best to not respond and took off to Tucson for the weekend to visit with BFFRy and BFFGFDiana. I get there, we're all geeking out on the laptops and suddenly two emails come in from him.
"Crystal,
My wife thinks were having an affair. She found my phone and went through your emails. it's not your fault. Don't respond to any emails from me because they're not from me."
Yet another "WTF" moment.
I resisted the urge to write him back and tell him to go fuck himself and so on and so forth, mainly because he's obviously a tiny bit unhinged.
Creeped out, I head out to clear my head at the mall. At this point, I'm kinda scared and wondering how I'm doing to deal with it. (Needless to say, I went to Sauce and downed a glass of red wine to take my mine off of it).
Ignore him, ignore emails, ignore, ignore, ignore.
Monday morning I get into work. Two more emails. From HIS KIDS. "What is your relationship with my father?" and "Don't you know he has a wife and 5 kids?!" and the always fun "I might have to show these to my mom...", and of course, the poor kid attaches a pic of him and his wife together.
[Insert "WTF, MATE?!" face here.]
I reply back and tell the poor child that yeah, I met his/her dad at the gym, we talked about politics and for the love of christ, NO IM NOT INTERESTED IN HIM EW GROSS!

Once that's all done and I've moved on and am completely creeped out, I get another email from him telling me to email him at his work address, because he still wants to talk, and he's sorry about the drama.
UM
....
NO.

And that's my story of the week. So I tell my friends about it, and my favorite friend shakes his head and all he can say is " WHAT have you gotten yourself into?!"
Moral of the Story: STOP talking to strangers.. they're... strange.
Unless they're hot. In which case, veto above statement.  

In other news, my birthday is on Friday (26!) and Im having a killer party on Saturday. I've also been reconnecting with some old friends on Facebook - talk about blast from the past! I'm having too much fun :)

On to something more fun:
Song recommendation of the week: Gimme More - B Spears (yes, she's a complete trainwreck, but that song is GOOD, and you can't deny good music)
Band recommendation of the week: Paramore, Riot! Great band out of Cali (I think) great lead female vocals - check out "Misery Business", their first single. You'll like them if you like Fall out Boy, Panic! and The Donnas.
Fashion recommendation of the week: Burberry Giant Check Cashmere Scarf, $295 , in Camel
Affordable fashion recommendation of the week: Alice Temperly for Target Victorian Blouse, $29.99
Food recommendation of the week: Cupcakes from Cupcakes in Scottsdale - gotcupcakes.com
Geeky recommendation of the week: iPod Touch

Just a quick post to explain why my profiles on Myspace and Facebook read "Heartbroken" yesterday. I was sitting at work, in a meeting with the girls, working on a new modified calendar. At one point, I guess I must have smacked my hand on the table, because with one rather enthusiastic hand gesture, my wedding ring split.
A piece of it went flying, and thankfully my co-worker caught it.
If you've never seen my ring before.. it's really unique and non-traditional. Its a set in the fullest extent of the word, the engagement ring sitting in the wedding band, which has a wrap around. It's hard to explain, but suffice it to say that I was in shock, and really, actually, devastated.
I sped home, and showed it to Nick as soon as I walked in. It didn't look so good. He made various calls (all the while I'm hysterical in the background) and he finds a Kay jeweler who thinks he can fix it.
We bring it in, and find out yes, we can fix it, and don't worry everything will be okay. We'll even polish it for you!
And all is relatively right with the world again. Except I'm without a ring for the next week.. but at least it's fixable.

At what stage, when you are trying to reach someone (and leaving voicemails) do you just give up?
I don't want to. I want to fight the person to talk to me, because it's all so contorted. Do they believe the lies? Or do they just simply... not care.
But even if I did, and they did.. would it ever be okay again? Or would it just be weird?
When should I give up?
*sigh* women make life complicated.
This is why I am only friends with boys. Boys are simple. When I fight with boys, it's usually resolved over Cinnabon and Pepsi.
When I fight with women, reputations get dragged through the mud, lies fly everywhere , cattiness and jealousy take over. There's no fighting fair. There's no listening to both sides.
Just bitchy-ness.
Dammit.

Best quote of the weekend:
Nick: "I am okay with you being friends with men, and being close with them. Women are crazy, and I'd rather you didn't have to put up with that."

May I just say: BEST. HUSBAND. EVER