Shut-Ins Are Cool

Oooooh, you're making me very angry!

I cannot say who I am talking about because I cannot remember who all I gave out my blog address to in the hopes that someone, anyone would read it. And I have always been very determined to not make this a place to take out my revenge. So I will try to keep as light hearted as I can and call my mystery person Sammie. (and no, it isn't a coicidence that it's a non-gender-specific name)

I am not one of Sammie's favorite people, to say the least, although I have never been nothing but nice and courteous to Sammie. Sammie just never liked me from the start and has always done that sort of two-faced thing. Sammie is nice to my face however as soon as I am not around, Sammie goes on and on about me. To whoever is willing to listen, apparently.

In front of me, Sammie is not nasty, but is mean in a kind of under handed manner while appearing not as to be nasty, as in very snotty jokes as my expensive and making small comments that have underlying backgrounds. I've always ignored the comments, short of an ugly expression on my face and simply walking away.

I am not blind, nor am I stupid. Sammie has been trying to break my spirit for a very long time. It is almost as though Sammie has made it a personal hobby to break down my spirit very slowly. After many, many months of this, I am sorry to say that Sammie is nearly successful. Congratulations, Sammie. Good for you. Maybe someone will throw you a party of some kind.

It has become harder and harder for me to act like a Christian over the past couple years. Sammie is not helping. I would like to hit Sammie in the face. Hard.

Actually, I have given thought to quitting my job and becoming a shut-in. It would be so much easier to act like a Christian if I didn't have to socialize with anyone. Ever. HA HA!

Maybe I could draw disability. And the internet has made the world a beautiful and scary place for shut-ins. Why, I could send away for my groceries via the internet. I could communicate with the outside world via chat rooms! I could get 30 cats and make a living by selling their hair balls on eBay! I'd never, ever have to leave the house!!

Which, after some bad days, doesn't sound like such a bad idea. I am not one to so easily back down. I am the loud one in the family and when something needs to be said that others feel shy about saying, they usually come looking for me. Or tell me to keep my big freaking mouth shut.

So why the hassle with Sammie? Because the remarks are so underhanded and behind my back, I cannot exactly lash out at Sammie. And the situation usually requires me to keep my composure. Darn that composure. I am about ready to throw it out the window.

I know I have some family members who love me very much and would do anything for me, so I do not try to dwell on Sammie too much. Although some days, it is hard to do. I just hope the next post I place on this blog isn't from a jail cell. There's only so much a girl can take. I'd better go to the animal shelter and look for some cats before I do something stupid...