The Backlash
9/28/04 10:30 AM
I reluctantly drag my ass out of bed after about five snoozes and maybe three and a half hours of sleep. Let us not worry about why exactly I was up so late. I check my computer and see that I have MANY instant messages, and some of them are from "Hostess" from the St. Olaf story. Uh oh...I think we all know what this means.
Yep! She's pissed. Mission accomplished.
HER: wow, i am so happy that you thought [roommate] and i were catty, proud of our parents money, sluts, rude, shallow, upsettable, judgemental bitches, and high-maintenance. i'm glad you thought our st olaf parties and football games were pittiful. i'm sorry you had different ideas of what was going to happen while you were up here and after reading that load of bull shit i'm glad that i've realized i'm completely out of your league.
I am already amazed by the gaps in the logic of this paragraph, but I read on.
HER: i would appreciate if you would immediately remove that from the internet or i will be in contact with you in the near future to discuss further measures (roommate) and myself may take to see that it is removed
I cannot help but laugh out loud. Clearly I have overestimated her intelligence. The fact that she thinks there is actually legal action she can take against me to force me to take down a blog that gives no specific identities or contact information and will ever be read by like 18 people is hilarious. I then mentally review the previous paragraph, here it appears with the truth in bold:
"wow, i am so happy that you thought [roommate] and i were catty (I did say that), proud of our parents money (did say that), sluts (never said that), rude (said that only about Hostess, never Roommate), shallow, upsettable, judgemental bitches, and high-maintenance (again, only said about Hostess and not Roommate on all accounts). i'm glad you thought our st olaf parties and football games were pittiful (Never said that. I actually quite enjoyed the parties, and was impressed by the 59-7 ass-whipping their team put on its opponent. I even completemented several players to their faces on the win.) i'm sorry you had different ideas of what was going to happen while you were up here (putting words in my mouth) and after reading that load of bull shit (opinion) i'm glad that i've realized i'm completely out of your league. (a statement like this speaks for itself)
I now begin transcript of most of the conversation. On her behalf, I have edited to add appropriate punctuation in places it was frequently missing. Some entries occured in a slightly different order, but I have put them in the order in which they make sense. If you've ever transcribed an IM conversation, you understand why I took that step.
ME: maybe if you hadn't been unnecessarily rude to me despite the fact that I was nice to you, or maybe if you'd apologized for treating me like I'm some kind of rapist, I'd care about your opinion right now.
ME: for the record, that was the second most disrespect I've ever been shown
ME: I don't know where you get off treating anyone like that, but sorry, it's not coming down
ME: if you'd like to write your own version, I'll post it along with mine
HER: no, because then i'd be being catty according to someone
HER: I apologized
ME: you said you were sorry I didn't have fun. you didn't say you were sorry for arbitrarily hating me
HER: i had a lot of shit going on and told you on monday (it was Sunday) when we talked that it was probably not the best weekend for you to be there
ME: you could have just said you were in a bad mood; maybe it'd be better if I left
HER: what did you expect from me? i've met you barely once, talked to you online a bit and you expect me to treat you like a close. old friend
ME: I expect common fucking courtesy. give me a chance, that's all
HER: i figured i didn't need to have to leave since you were friend with norma and coming up to see her also
HER: i did give you a chance after we watched the movie and you tried to kiss me. bad move
ME: hey, I was not aggressive about it. I was attracted to you, sorry
HER: especially after i had just told you all the crap i was dealing with (this should read as "whined about how I keep throwing myself at this total douche and am continuously shut down")
HER: do you kiss every girl you find attratcive the first time you hang out with her? cause i sure dont do that with guys (I wonder about who it was she went home with on Saturday, and how many times she's hung out with him)
ME: many of them, yes
HER: then i guess we had a big missunderstanding
ME: I guess, which evidently gave you the right to make me cry. I seriosly fucking cried on the way home because I thought I must be the biggest asshole on the face of the planet (this really happened, but to the effect of a few tears down the cheek, not bawling. I'm kinda sensitive, and not reserved with my emotions, fuck you guys, don't laugh.)
ME: I'm sure you think I'm the king of the dickhead players, and I'm sure you and your friends will laugh about how you made me cry, but I actually had some feelings and I was hoping that if nothing else we'd be friends
HER: was this all about you coming to see me? were you not coming to see norma
ME: I was, but shit, you made it sound like it was so important to you and then I get there and you don't give half a shit. I felt like a huge disappointment
HER: we are deffinatly never being friends after all that shit you wrote about my roommate and i (proper grammar, "my roommate and me") online.
HER: that was the lowest move i have ever seen
HER: whether i was rude to you or not. (sentence fragment) no one deserves that
HER: especially coming from someone that is 22 (someone who is 22) and should maybe have a littel more class than that
ME: that was how you were to me, and I'm sorry you don't like seeing it from a 3rd party perspective
ME: "class" was me letting you act like that all weekend and not getting in a screaming match about it then
HER: you just made yourself to actually be a huge ass hole after write that (I eventually decipher what the hell she's trying to say here)
HER: it was dissapolintment because you were nothing like what you made yourself out to be online (I am never given a definition of what I was supposed to be like)
ME: and you were nothing like you made yourself out to be either (which was warm, nurturing, considerate, good sense of humor)
HER: well, then i guess you shouldn't have risked driving 5 hours to find that out
HER: and also why would you try to get on me then?
ME: what??
ME: why would I try to get on you when? did I not clearly tell you I didn't care if nothing happened?
HER: well, nothing happened and you obveously care (for somebody "out of my league", you'd at least think she'd spell better than I do)
ME: it's not because of that, it's because we woke up in the morning and you suddenly hated me
HER: you are making yourself to be no better than me by writing that shit (this is the best point she's made yet)
ME: I'll give you that, but I figured you'd hang up on me if I called you. and I wanted you to see how I felt. is it childish and vengeful? yes. so we'll call it even. seriously, write your own version in your defense and I'll post it
HER: oh, and it just made me more glad that i didnt spend more time with you than i did
ME: see, I knew you didn't give a shit about me anyhow, so I had nothing to lose
HER: no, i will be looking up internet laws later today because i really believe that is a violation of my privacy and false statements (I am again laughing out loud)
ME: good luck with that.
ME: I'll wait for my call from the FBI
HER: if so i will be touch with you soon about having it removed
This goes on some time longer, but sufficed to say neither of us is a fan of the other's any longer, if we were at all before. I would go on to actually apologize to her roommate, who also graced me with an angry IM, and edit some information in the original story. This is not because I fear the wrath of the nonexistent internet police, but because I should just get in the habit of letting 3rd parties in my stories be anonymous. I have to wonder who the hell she thinks would take up the case trying to get me to remove a webjournal that barely anyone sees. I would love to hear the conversation she'd have with her parents about why they should pay a lawyer to get the story of how rude she was taken off the internet.
Try checking out all the people who have tried to force Maddox (http://www.maddox.xmission.net) to take down his page. There is actually a Mothers Against Maddox organization who can't do shit to make him stop ripping anyone and anything he wants, and he has thousands, if not millions, of readers. I'm totally benign.
The silver lining in all of this is that it's hilarious. Ultimately I am late to my clinical psych class, where the professor is instructing us on VITA writing. He makes a statement about how you don't necessarily know if you having a 3.8 GPA makes you any more or less qualified, and I quote, "...than someone from a small liberal arts college in the woods in Minnesota." What the HELL were the odds of that???
I reluctantly drag my ass out of bed after about five snoozes and maybe three and a half hours of sleep. Let us not worry about why exactly I was up so late. I check my computer and see that I have MANY instant messages, and some of them are from "Hostess" from the St. Olaf story. Uh oh...I think we all know what this means.
Yep! She's pissed. Mission accomplished.
HER: wow, i am so happy that you thought [roommate] and i were catty, proud of our parents money, sluts, rude, shallow, upsettable, judgemental bitches, and high-maintenance. i'm glad you thought our st olaf parties and football games were pittiful. i'm sorry you had different ideas of what was going to happen while you were up here and after reading that load of bull shit i'm glad that i've realized i'm completely out of your league.
I am already amazed by the gaps in the logic of this paragraph, but I read on.
HER: i would appreciate if you would immediately remove that from the internet or i will be in contact with you in the near future to discuss further measures (roommate) and myself may take to see that it is removed
I cannot help but laugh out loud. Clearly I have overestimated her intelligence. The fact that she thinks there is actually legal action she can take against me to force me to take down a blog that gives no specific identities or contact information and will ever be read by like 18 people is hilarious. I then mentally review the previous paragraph, here it appears with the truth in bold:
"wow, i am so happy that you thought [roommate] and i were catty (I did say that), proud of our parents money (did say that), sluts (never said that), rude (said that only about Hostess, never Roommate), shallow, upsettable, judgemental bitches, and high-maintenance (again, only said about Hostess and not Roommate on all accounts). i'm glad you thought our st olaf parties and football games were pittiful (Never said that. I actually quite enjoyed the parties, and was impressed by the 59-7 ass-whipping their team put on its opponent. I even completemented several players to their faces on the win.) i'm sorry you had different ideas of what was going to happen while you were up here (putting words in my mouth) and after reading that load of bull shit (opinion) i'm glad that i've realized i'm completely out of your league. (a statement like this speaks for itself)
I now begin transcript of most of the conversation. On her behalf, I have edited to add appropriate punctuation in places it was frequently missing. Some entries occured in a slightly different order, but I have put them in the order in which they make sense. If you've ever transcribed an IM conversation, you understand why I took that step.
ME: maybe if you hadn't been unnecessarily rude to me despite the fact that I was nice to you, or maybe if you'd apologized for treating me like I'm some kind of rapist, I'd care about your opinion right now.
ME: for the record, that was the second most disrespect I've ever been shown
ME: I don't know where you get off treating anyone like that, but sorry, it's not coming down
ME: if you'd like to write your own version, I'll post it along with mine
HER: no, because then i'd be being catty according to someone
HER: I apologized
ME: you said you were sorry I didn't have fun. you didn't say you were sorry for arbitrarily hating me
HER: i had a lot of shit going on and told you on monday (it was Sunday) when we talked that it was probably not the best weekend for you to be there
ME: you could have just said you were in a bad mood; maybe it'd be better if I left
HER: what did you expect from me? i've met you barely once, talked to you online a bit and you expect me to treat you like a close. old friend
ME: I expect common fucking courtesy. give me a chance, that's all
HER: i figured i didn't need to have to leave since you were friend with norma and coming up to see her also
HER: i did give you a chance after we watched the movie and you tried to kiss me. bad move
ME: hey, I was not aggressive about it. I was attracted to you, sorry
HER: especially after i had just told you all the crap i was dealing with (this should read as "whined about how I keep throwing myself at this total douche and am continuously shut down")
HER: do you kiss every girl you find attratcive the first time you hang out with her? cause i sure dont do that with guys (I wonder about who it was she went home with on Saturday, and how many times she's hung out with him)
ME: many of them, yes
HER: then i guess we had a big missunderstanding
ME: I guess, which evidently gave you the right to make me cry. I seriosly fucking cried on the way home because I thought I must be the biggest asshole on the face of the planet (this really happened, but to the effect of a few tears down the cheek, not bawling. I'm kinda sensitive, and not reserved with my emotions, fuck you guys, don't laugh.)
ME: I'm sure you think I'm the king of the dickhead players, and I'm sure you and your friends will laugh about how you made me cry, but I actually had some feelings and I was hoping that if nothing else we'd be friends
HER: was this all about you coming to see me? were you not coming to see norma
ME: I was, but shit, you made it sound like it was so important to you and then I get there and you don't give half a shit. I felt like a huge disappointment
HER: we are deffinatly never being friends after all that shit you wrote about my roommate and i (proper grammar, "my roommate and me") online.
HER: that was the lowest move i have ever seen
HER: whether i was rude to you or not. (sentence fragment) no one deserves that
HER: especially coming from someone that is 22 (someone who is 22) and should maybe have a littel more class than that
ME: that was how you were to me, and I'm sorry you don't like seeing it from a 3rd party perspective
ME: "class" was me letting you act like that all weekend and not getting in a screaming match about it then
HER: you just made yourself to actually be a huge ass hole after write that (I eventually decipher what the hell she's trying to say here)
HER: it was dissapolintment because you were nothing like what you made yourself out to be online (I am never given a definition of what I was supposed to be like)
ME: and you were nothing like you made yourself out to be either (which was warm, nurturing, considerate, good sense of humor)
HER: well, then i guess you shouldn't have risked driving 5 hours to find that out
HER: and also why would you try to get on me then?
ME: what??
ME: why would I try to get on you when? did I not clearly tell you I didn't care if nothing happened?
HER: well, nothing happened and you obveously care (for somebody "out of my league", you'd at least think she'd spell better than I do)
ME: it's not because of that, it's because we woke up in the morning and you suddenly hated me
HER: you are making yourself to be no better than me by writing that shit (this is the best point she's made yet)
ME: I'll give you that, but I figured you'd hang up on me if I called you. and I wanted you to see how I felt. is it childish and vengeful? yes. so we'll call it even. seriously, write your own version in your defense and I'll post it
HER: oh, and it just made me more glad that i didnt spend more time with you than i did
ME: see, I knew you didn't give a shit about me anyhow, so I had nothing to lose
HER: no, i will be looking up internet laws later today because i really believe that is a violation of my privacy and false statements (I am again laughing out loud)
ME: good luck with that.
ME: I'll wait for my call from the FBI
HER: if so i will be touch with you soon about having it removed
This goes on some time longer, but sufficed to say neither of us is a fan of the other's any longer, if we were at all before. I would go on to actually apologize to her roommate, who also graced me with an angry IM, and edit some information in the original story. This is not because I fear the wrath of the nonexistent internet police, but because I should just get in the habit of letting 3rd parties in my stories be anonymous. I have to wonder who the hell she thinks would take up the case trying to get me to remove a webjournal that barely anyone sees. I would love to hear the conversation she'd have with her parents about why they should pay a lawyer to get the story of how rude she was taken off the internet.
Try checking out all the people who have tried to force Maddox (http://www.maddox.xmission.net) to take down his page. There is actually a Mothers Against Maddox organization who can't do shit to make him stop ripping anyone and anything he wants, and he has thousands, if not millions, of readers. I'm totally benign.
The silver lining in all of this is that it's hilarious. Ultimately I am late to my clinical psych class, where the professor is instructing us on VITA writing. He makes a statement about how you don't necessarily know if you having a 3.8 GPA makes you any more or less qualified, and I quote, "...than someone from a small liberal arts college in the woods in Minnesota." What the HELL were the odds of that???
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