“You stupid, lying bastard.â€
It wasn’t the remark that was so surprising; it was the vehemence with which it was said that caused me to take both a physical and mental step backwards. This was unfortunate since I happened to be standing on a street corner and by stepping backwards I nearly got hit by a passing bus. After taking a moment to let my heartbeat slow down from a near-death-experience 340bpm to my more natural state of nervously-fearful-impending-doom 200bpm, I turned back to my assailant.
“I’m sorry, but why exactly am I a stupid, lying bastard?â€
“This time, you mean?â€
“Oh… of course. This time. So, why am I a stupid, lying bastard THIS time?â€
“Don’t pretend you don’t know.â€
“Wait, seriously. I don’t know, OK?â€
“Liar.â€
“I’m not lying.â€
“Lying liar.â€
Talk about exasperating. Here we were, standing on the street on an abnormally warm winter’s day, late for a gathering of people I didn’t want to see and now I had to deal with playing twenty questions with this angry dwarf-person for the whole 30 minute trip? Could my life really be this pathetic?
“I didn’t think it was possible, but you look dumber without your glasses.â€
It’s quite possible that god hates me.
“Why are you so pissed?â€
“You promised to be back soon and here it’s been over two months! What the hell’s taking you so long?â€
“What are you talking about?â€
“Your website, you moron.â€
“Oh, for the love of Mike Rowe!â€
“Don’t you roll your eyes at me! Your website is the only way I have to find out what’s going on in your life and if you don’t write in it how am I supposed to gossip?â€
“Listen. I said I wouldn’t be able to update until after the New Year, ok?!â€
“Well, it’s after the New Year. Get writing!â€
“It’s New Year’s Day! I’m visiting you and everyone else today. Cut me some slack.â€
“You shouldn’t make promises you can’t keep.â€
“I’m trying to find the time, ok? I’m very, very busy with work. Plus, I may have lost 5 year’s worth of posts, I’ve had to move to a new web host AND I’m trying to migrate to a new blogging software system that I don’t fully comprehend.â€
“Boo-hoo-hoo. Now you sound like a whiner.â€
“I’m not whining! I’m trying to tell you why I’ve been a little slow in updating my stupid website!â€
“Well, why don’t you just let that funny Bread person take over? At least he writes when he says he’s going to write.â€
Yep. God hates me.
“Look, first of all, Bread can’t write for me. I write for him. Second, I wanted to release a new design before I began updating the site, but since you really want me to write I’ll make an effort to find the time tonight to update my Blog. OK?â€
“Well, your site does look like crap, you know.â€
“I know, OK?! I know! And it really pisses me off, but there’s nothing I can do until I can get the time to make my design work with WordPress so stop bugging me about it already!â€
“Well, I just thought you should know how important it is to some people that you keep your promises.â€
I wondered if my new eyes were healed enough for me to have a good cry yet.
“OK. I get it. You want me to write something whether or not my design is ready.â€
“Only if you really think you should keep your promises.â€
“Sigh. I really think I should keep my promises, even though I never really made a promise about this.â€
“Don’t get technical with me. I’m just trying to help you, that’s all.â€
“I know. And I appreciate it. Really, I do.â€
“Good. Now tell me you love me.â€
“I love you mom.â€
“And I love you. Even if you are a stupid, lying bastard. Now open the car door or you’ll make us late for dinner.â€
“Yes mom.â€
“And I still think you should let Bread write more often. He’s really funny.â€
Somebody, anybody, please shoot me in the throat.