The Best Day To Break Up Is Valentine’s Day?

Well, I have heard it all now.  

The perfect day for a colleague to break up with his serious girlfriend of eight and a half years, will be Valentine’s Day 2014.

He has spent over $129.99 in an arrangement of black long stemmed roses to be delivered either to her place of work or to her home.

Yep. Over $13 a piece!!!

Because he wants to break up with her.

The story seems to be cold-hearted and unfair and totally uncool.

Until you hear the reasons as to WHY he wants to break up with her.

He’s very well off, financially. He has everything he wants and more. But he got caught up with this woman so long ago, and has been losing his money like a broken pipeline from BP. Take that and you add the fact that her infidelities are insurmountable. She even attempted to crawl into my own pants once before. But Dambreaker Don’t Play Dat!!!

It sounds as if she’s been doing this since the beginning. But now he’s reached his limit. And this money that he is spending on delivering the black roses is nothing to him. As long as she takes the hint and leaves him alone for good.

I attempted to personally stop him from doing this. But he would not listen. I told him to break up with her personally. I even made the suggestion he use that money a lot better than black roses. But none of it went into his head.

So ladies out there, who are preparing to celebrate Single Awareness Day …. count your lucky stars that you are not this woman.

 

Things I Don’t Understand Make Me Angry

“I know all about cheating. I’ve had six very successful marriages.”~Bobby Heenan

People often get excited when they enter into a full blown new relationship. I know that I do!

I witnessed one shouting from the mountain tops this afternoon of her new found love that was right under her nose! And was feeling pretty silly for not considering the guy to give him a chance at something more long term.

So I inquired. After all, this was a person that I had thought I had a few years to go before I earned “tenure” and going one on one never seemed to go wrong. With a few obvious and constant exceptions that were just mind meltingly annoying.

As expected, more details were being handed out as I was in a private conversation with her. But she could not restrain herself from being so damned bubbly about the new prospective relationship.

Okay, I get that. Nothing to get annoyed about.

Until I learned of their history together. It was someone that has been around in her life for a very long time. Just that he came in and out of it at certain points.

You see, I had met this person from the Internet over a decade ago. But at the time she was married with children. So I backed off knowing that even trying to attempt anything wasn’t going to get me any where.

“She’s single now. Go get her!!!”

Fast forward all that time and our paths crossed again. This time, she was divorced with children. I attempted to make my move and woo her as much as possible without having the fault of the Internet make me sound like some gushing pervert.

Needless to say that I failed. And realized that a factor in this problematic situation was the very large distance. And probably the age difference as well as she was a few years elder than I. But hell, age is nothing but a number. But the miles in between I was believing would be an issue.

So I almost gave up.

Besides, the annoying habit was that each and every time I corresponded with her online and I said something wooing or flirtatious or whatever, her response was always to hand over an emoticon of a smile.

🙂

Wait. What? Seriously?? How was I to win at anything when combating those stupid smiley faces???

Fast forward again back to present time. The “hero of her heart of the day” was a person that she had cheated with on her husband back during the days when she was married.

WHOA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And to think I was attempting to take a shot at her, now that she was untied, unkept, and single.

I spent all that time flirting and complimenting and chatting, but for what? Absolutely nothing. Unless she just absorbed that kind of attention.

And I wondered what kind of major bullet did I dodge by actually LOSING the  task of winning her heart and/or affection?

Cheating is nothing that I understand. I do not understand why people do it. Although I have been the person that someone cheated WITH on a number of experiences in the past. Of course all of those just about ruining my life in the long run.

So yes, cheaters make me angry. And to believe that even if I would have won the affections of her… how long before she would have cheated on ME?!?!?!?

I’m pretty sure that science and history come together that when a person cheats, that it makes it just that much easier to do it again and again and again. And who needs that? Cheating is lying and lying is cheating. And I don’t know of anyone who wants to be lied to or cheated on. 

I suppose that in some twisted way, I should be thanking this woman for being honest with me about her past. I couldn’t help but be frustrated at her la-de-da attitude about what she had done, but then again… those are NOT my consequences. It was still shocking nonetheless. 

So here’s a lifetime of being spared the agony. The finances. The emotional turmoil. And the realization of being cheated on yet again as it has happened to me in my lifetime, by my first ever serious girlfriend.

NOT cool.

So yeah, I’m angry. Angry to know what she’s been through. Angry to know what she’s done. And angry to know what she is absolutely capable of!!!!

The question is, now that she’s falling for the man that she cheats with when she is with other men, who is she going to cheat with on THIS guy?!?!?!?

Doesn’t sound fair, does it?? 

There are no mistakes in cheating. It only causes damage of magnitudes that you never thought possible.

It turns the strong into fragile beings. It turns the faithful into the untrusting.

Worlds crash, people’s lives are changed forever, and for what? Because you decided to find happiness elsewhere and hide it. If you’re not happy ….. don’t freakin’ cheat.

 

 

 

 

Loud Mouths

“Thirty was so strange for me. I’ve really had to come to terms with the fact that I am now a walking and talking adult.”~ C. S. Lewis

Reader Request.

 Okay so I can only guess that most of us have seen this before already. This Facebook photo has already received over 280,000 SHARES alone.

Why though?

This man evidently was on a train bragging to other passengers about his “dalliances” with so many other women. And none of those women were his actual WIFE.

How stupid can you be?!?!?!???

So then the person who dares to put this photograph on Facebook gets offended by his rambling and encourages everyone to share the photograph and spread the word about his alleged cheating.

So before I go on, I must admit that the first time that I saw this post being shared by someone, I clicked on share myself. Now I realize that I probably shouldn’t have.

#1- Unless we were there on that train, we do not know the entire truth. This could be someone just jaded and wanted to start shit.

#2- We do not know if the man is actually married. And if he is, whether or not HE is telling the truth. If he is married and this post is for real, and he has been talking a lot of shit, then he gets what he deserves.

So we don’t know who is actually telling the truth, the person talking or the person posting.

#3- I personally do NOT believe in everything that I see posted on Facebook.

If you are on any mode of public transportation and you are talking that loud, then your privacy goes out the window and quite honestly your consequences are deserved based on your choice to be loud.

This post is buzzing and becoming viral. I do not know whether I feel sorry for the person talking in this photograph or the person who took the photograph.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10151646749683749&set=a.10151532116663749.1073741825.639548748&type=1&theater

A Dying Breed

“I would prefer even to fail with honor than win by cheating.”~ Sophocles

As I sit here waiting for my nighttime medicines to kick, I had the television on but really it was only white noise.

But then some story caught my attention. The reporting was about cheating and those who cheat.

They made an example out of General Petraeus and his scandalous affair and how he was caught.

And it really started to make sense. If the Director of the CIA can get caught in cheating due to a ton of e-mail correspondence that was exchanged between himself and his mistress, what makes anyone think that they could get away with doing it??

Twitter, Facebook, e-mails, and everything in between from letter to cell phone calls are all easily tracked down. Even though you think that you may have deleted certain messages that would prove you of cheating, they don’t really just go away. Your digital fingerprint, so to speak, is still there. 

Private Investigators now are using these tools to track down people who are cheating, and sadly enough its no longer a challenge for them anymore. All that they have to do is go to the Internet and see what has been going on.

Cheaters are becoming a dying breed. But rather the fact of them getting away with their cheating is what is fleeting. People are going to cheat. To some its just like the need for food and water. But they are getting caught more often than not nowadays.

So you can delete any and all messages that would link you to your indiscretions  but in this day and age of technology you’re not really going to get away with it. Especially if someone has been looking  into it. 

Tiger Woods got caught using Twitter and the internet with his affairs. And other “famous” people have gone down in a blaze of well… not exactly glory. They were all caught, someone found them out and exposed their cheating affairs.

Cheating is never a good idea to begin with. I have my own thoughts about cheating, liars, and those who are unfaithful. But you can find some of those thoughts within this blog if you look hard enough.

Yes, studies are still finding that men cheat more than women. And of course, men are pigs for doing it. But I never really cared for the gender stereotypical double standard because it does takes TWO to cheat.

If you are thinking about cheating, you had better think again. You may not be found out right away, but the truth will always come out in one way or another. And besides, if you are cheating already…. then why you are still with the original person with whom you entered a relationship with? Its not fair to them what you are doing.

Don’t cheat. Its dangerous. Its dumb in the first place. And you’ll get caught.

 

SCRABBLE: A Fight For Survival

“To be honest, I find going out pretty scary and intimidating. Got all those people checking you out, with only one purpose: hooking up. I’m quite the dork, I’d rather sit home and play Scrabble. But that doesn’t get you a girl, does it?”~Wentworth Miller

Okay fellow subscribers and readers: No hokey posts about love, emotion, desires, dreams or the brain today. I’m sure that plenty of you are tired of it all.

I also want to say thank you to all of those who read this blog. Yesterday I reached over 3,000 total views. It is what makes me want to keep this blog alive, instead of discarding it. Knowing that people are reading it.

With that said:

This afternoon, I went out on to the battlefield. Well actually, just the game board. But it was still heated. After having played a gruesome game of Scrabble today, I was reminded of the previous times I have played against the neighbors and I either came out of it victorious, or was put into immediate shame.

There was a time a few years ago, the apartment complex had a Game Day on Friday afternoons. Scrabble was one of the games offered and I stuck around to play the neighbors. Suddenly, it was a grueling foursome fight.

But then the guy who would always win, was caught cheating and so his wife simply bowed out of it after verbalizing her disgust in her husband’s cheating ways. Then the next person simply had lost her interest in playing the game.

It became a head-to-head challenge. My opponent with many degrees and certificates and knowledge of languages, and simple little ole me.

Eventually, I could see how the guy was cheating. He would put words on the board and claim 20-30 points for the word when it actually never was a word. When he was asked to use it in a sentence, he wouldn’t blink or shake and would make up something that sounded real that nobody ran for a dictionary. It was supposed to be fun, it was never for prizes or anything like that.

What would seem to could have been the final blow at the time was the argument over the word “CALVARY“. I was using it as a military term, but the old man defied all of that logic (even though he came out of the Army as a Lt. Col.), and said that it was a proper noun, i.e.~ the Cross of Calvary, and therefore it could not be played.

There were no dictionaries around and no computers available that were working to jump online to look it up. The end result was that this word, would have landed on a triple word score block and put me so far ahead of him in the lead that he’d have no chance to come back and beat me because all other triple word score blocks were already used. Plus it was nearing the end of the game, and I only had a few letters left. Using the word would have meant that I used ALL of my tiles that I had and that would have added even more to the lead for getting a 50 point bonus for using all of your tiles. I was looking at a word that would have gained me close to 80 points total. The guy wouldn’t have had a freakin’ chance.

So the final result was that I pulled my word off of the board, and he grabbed it to take his turn. He claimed that because I placed an improper word on the board, I forfeited a turn.

I think that actually are the rules, but this is supposed to be a low-key match on a Friday afternoon just passing the time away. No world-domination of supreme rule involved and the fate of the world was not in jeopardy from this game. Besides, nobody made him forfeit a turn when he got caught cheating and it was obvious, and then he went ahead and played another word. Nobody said anything about that!!!

He ended up using the triple word score block and had something like 50+ points from one word. Suddenly it was I, who was so far back that I could never catch up and he won the match by well over 30 points in the end.

To this day, nobody has ever figured out if I was actually right or not.

He and I have played a game or two here and there since then. But not as we used to, not after that scene over that one word. Probably a year went by before we went at it again.

His wife had refused to play. And I do not think that anyone blamed her because her husband would cheat so deliberately.

A two player game will mount points up of over 200 total and be pretty close to 300. A three or four player game is a little different. Once a player is getting up to 200 points, they are either cheating or its nearing the end of the game.

We no longer fear the dreaded J, Q, X, or Z. In fact, we invite it. Those are the letter tiles that gain you the most points, even if you are unsure of which words would contain them to spell out something correctly. I think that many people who play the game just for fun don’t really know a lot of words with those kinds of letters and they panic whenever its something that they draw.

Today’s “playground” was a bit different. It was myself, plus the husband and wife. A glorious effort by all who were involved because we were just so darned rusty in playing the game. But it got pretty heated and intense.

I could never maintain a lead. Sure, I would play a word and then capture the lead… but the person after me would always score something higher and pass me up to take the lead away.

At one point, I was so far behind that I did what I could to catch up. I had a “Q”, and I was able to form the word “QUEST“. But that “Q” was one space short of being in the triple word score block. A “Q” equals 10 points alone x 3 would’ve been 30 points on just ONE letter, then the rest of the word. But it was short one spot.

The wife saw the opportunity and started to trash talk and celebrate as she added on to the word and created the word, “REQUEST“. I think it was 54 points for that one word. She built herself a very solid lead.

She was very proud of herself for finding it. The husband already had warned me that’s what she would have played. So all the trash talk- we were prepared for. Nothing like the elderly pointing their fingers in your face and giving your the raspberries.

But it was my turn next, and I took up the other opportunity because I built the word “REQUESTED” and the “D” actually landed on the other triple word score block. (For those of you who play and know the board- the “D” was played at the very bottom right corner, which tripled the word in points.)

It gained me 57 points and only behind the leader by less than ten points at that time!!!

Suddenly, things weren’t looking to bad for me. The wife immediately was deflated and all I was really hoping for was to keep up with the wife, and only doing my best to try and keep the lead close from the husband. I felt there was no shame in earning second place. Epic war!

But then I was the player who went out. I added the total score and was still down by just a few points. The rules do state that if any player is left with any letters, and someone goes out, then they subtract the point value total from their score. The one who goes out first actually GAINS the point value of each letter left unplayed by other players. The wife had a total of five points, and the husband only one point. The gain of six points at the end was the trick that gave me the victory!!! I beat the husband by one point– HIS point that he had to surrender, otherwise he and I would have tied.

Clearly, he was a bit disgusted that he lost, and by so very little. He’s so used to decimating me. He wanted another game, but I was fortunate enough to announce that I had an appointment soon and I had to leave.

The thrill of victory and the agony of defeat…. or something like that.

So if Wentworth Miller (of “Prison Break” fame) says he’s a dork for playing Scrabble, then every once in a while, I am in complete dorkness!! I say to him, “Come on over, I’ll kick your butt.”

What kinds of board games do you indulge once in a while? Trivia? Monopoly?? Let me know. I’d be curious to find out.

And for those of you who are wondering:

• Wife- 194
• Husband- 201
• Me-202

Milk Madness

“Five enemies of peace inhabit with us – avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.”~ Petrarch

So its been a while since I have posted a story for you about our glorious goings-on at the food pantry. This one is a winner!!

Food pantry distribution happens here where I live once a month. (What I call “my time of the month”.) And it never seems to surprise me how the elderly neighbors can get so rowdy and ruthless over food that is in plentiful stock and the fact that everyone knows that nobody will go without.

The perk that I personally enjoy is that I am able to get in and get out and take whatever food I need first before anyone else goes in there, as I am there to make sure that everyone gets their food items in the best orderly fashion that is possible. That is all.

So I have volunteered my time to help out, calling numbers of apartments so that each person has a chance to go. There is not list of names, it doesn’t go one after the other.

Its like a lottery drawing. And we’ve been doing it this way for many, many months now. Nobody here should be a stranger to how it works.

Today’s surprise was that there was a nice selection of Strawberry flavored milk. One pint bottles. Not bad! It definitely has been a while since we’ve been given something like this.

Once the first few people were showing it off that they had it. So people were curious and interested.

But still, the avarice of these elderly people is amazing. There are a couple of people who give “problems”, but I am able to get a few steps ahead of them and deal with it. But this time, one of our esteemed neighbors had faked putting their slip of paper into the box and actually held on to it, and when I was ready to call numbers… this person attempted to get in FIRST. But when I had alerted the social worker that I had not called their number, they were refused. When their evil plan was ruined- they tried to use the excuse that they didn’t understand English.

It didn’t work.

When more and more people were coming in and out and talking about the strawberry milk, people were really getting out of control. Each person got ONE. Only ONE pint of the milk. The accusations began to fly over people getting two, three, even five of them. Which simply isn’t the case.

Others were apparently coming up with a plan to gain more than just the one that they were allowed and sharing their plans with others. Not exactly brilliant motives there.

Wouldn’t you know it.. an actual physical FIGHT broke out amongst three residents over strawberry flavored milk. People were throwing punches against their own neighbors. Mainly because those who were hearing about the plans to take more flavored milk than they would be given, were not liking the idea at all and believing that if these greedy people were successful then there would not be enough for the rest of them. And that, I would say is a safe assumption.

Three people get into it with arms and fists flying everywhere. It was chaos. Nobody could really tell who was doing the fighting, nobody could really tell who was trying to defend themselves, nothing. Everything was so unclear.

Needless to say that once this altercation had stopped, three people were pulled out and in the end sent home with NO food, and definitely NO strawberry milk. And two of them were pulled aside.

But at least I can say that nobody was physically hurt to the point where they were needing medical attention. Just a bunch of angry egos and greedy-minded plots that were exposed and ruined.

It seems as if each time this part of the month rolls around, there’s always something.

After the “Milk Madness”, I was eyewitness to two other people who were frustrated that their numbers were not being called. I pull the slips of paper out of the box and whatever is there, gets called. I believe that both of them just didn’t have the patience to wait any more. They had been waiting for over an hour. But today’s distribution took over TWO hours in total until we had the last person called in. It is a bit ironic to have gone that long because last month, everyone was taken care of in less than an hour. And it was about the same amount of people from last month compared to today.

These two people had such poor attitudes about it as well. I’ve seen people get up and leave for whatever reasons. But they were not complaining about the wait and how unfair things were. They waited as long as they could, until they could wait no longer and then they decide to leave. That’s just the way it is.

People who are 65 years of age and older, actually throwing punches over strawberry flavored milk. The elderly have no business getting into fights. Nobody’s health can take that kind of stress. Especially those who were involved in this today. Shouldn’t they know already that this kind of behavior could do something horrible to their bodies? I guess not.

Can you stand it???

 

Jaded Earth

I do not know whether or not this story is true. I could not find anything online about it. But whether or not it is true, it is a very interesting story. I was told this story not through e-mail, but by word of mouth. But since I thought it was interesting, I am going to share it with you.

There was a couple in California who were involved in an online, long distance relationship. Not the kind of long distance as you may think, like she was in California and he was in some place, like Ohio. The story says that they lived only a few hours away from one another. The distance was great enough to the point where they both would drive and meet at a central point in between them, thus making the drive almost equally as long for each other.

I guess I’ll name them, “Kelly” and “Jacob” as to not get things confused. Honestly, when I heard this story I was not told any names. It was difficult to follow.

So anyway, Kelly and Jacob had been seeing each other in this manner for quite some time. Their busy schedules did not permit either one of them to travel the entire distance to go see the other person at their homes. It was something they had adapted to and were content on doing.

After a while, Kelly had sent Jacob this nice little love package in the mail. Jacob was thrilled to the core as pondered everything with love in his heart for his girlfriend that she would take the time to do something so sentimental like this.

In his excitement, he took the return address and decided to look it up. He wanted to see what her house looked like, and the neighborhood. Anything to learn more about her and her surroundings because he was unable to do so himself. Plus their arrangement did not allow it either.

So he chose Google Earth. He saw that she lived in a fairly decent neighborhood. Nothing fancy and for sure nothing like the ghetto. Then he manipulated the view all around the house to see what color her house was, and saw the various plants she had growing.

Then he had the image change to the backyard. The satellite image that was being uploaded to his computer would change the relationship he had with Kelly forever.

There in the backyard, up against the fence he saw what he thought was the image of his girlfriend, performing sex acts on another man.

Jacob was crushed. He was filled with shock and disbelief. But the more he manipulated the satellite image, the more and more certain he was that it was Kelly.

Jacob did nothing at first. But then a couple of days later when he was told that Kelly was at work, Jacob did his search again. Only to find Kelly to be involved with the same man in the backyard again.

This time, Jacob picked up the telephone and called his beloved girlfriend. Kelly answered the telephone pretty quickly and was excited to hear Jacob’s voice on the other line. She explained that she had gone into work by mistake, only to find that she had the day off so she came home.

Kelly so anxious and willing to talk with Jacob, but Jacob was distracted as he refreshed and manipulated the image again, only to find her on the phone. (Which this part of the story actually causes doubt because I was told by others that I’ve shared this with, that Google Earth refreshes their images that frequently. But still what happened is interesting.)

Jacob had saved the image of his girlfriend getting her freak on with this strange man, and uploaded it to his hard drive. Every angle, every shot was now documented.

He still was unable to speak to her as Jacob kept hearing a faint male voice in the background. When he asked who was there, Kelly had told him that a neighbor had stopped by to help her with some heavier yard work that she was unable to do by herself. Jacob continued his silence about the matter.

The story as it was told to me was that Jacob repeated this time and time and time again. And almost every time he would do so, he would find Kelly in the arms of another man, conducting herself in lewd acts. And each time, he would save the satellite images to his computer.

Until one day, Jacob was getting ready to go meet with Kelly and her family during a family party or event. He took the three hour drive and was met by his girlfriend and her parents. Moments later, Jacob was standing face to face with the man whom he had first originally saw Kelly performing sexual acts in her backyard via satellite images.

Jacob then went to his car and pulled out the computer disk in which he had uploaded every image that he could take of Kelly cheating on him. He asked Kelly’s parents if he could download the disk because he had a surprise for Kelly and they welcomed him to the family computer.

He shut the door and uploaded all of the images onto the family’s hard drive. Then he printed several copies off and spread them all around the house as the family was involving themselves at their outdoor activity.

Jacob then came back and uploaded several of the images and attached them to the family’s e-mail account and sent them off to everyone that was listed in the family’s contacts. He went into his own e-mail account and did the same. Even included his own girlfriend to the list of recipients.

All that time, he was nervous that someone was going to walk in on him. To his surprise, he was given complete and total privacy until he emerged from the room.

Several of the printed copies of the photographs were then taken by Jacob and he handed them personally to Kelly, Kelly’s parents, and Kelly’s closest and personal friends.

He announced that the relationship was then over. He walked out of the house and got into his vehicle and went home. He turned off his cell phone and drove home in peaceful silence. When he arrived at his house, he disconnected his telephone and closed his Internet connection.

But he would change all of that the next day. Jacob would get a new telephone number eventually and then change what he was using for his personal e-mail account.

So then, let us assume that this story that I was told is true:

As much as I personally give others the benefit of the doubt, I think that this guy was a lot stronger than I would have been. I’m not saying that I would have went over there with guns blazing or anything, but I definitely would have been asking questions to the point where it could appear to be the Inquisition. Even after giving the benefit of the doubt. If I had seen these images appearing more than once, then I would have definitely been questioning somebody. Anybody!!

As for her, I think she got what she deserved. She was foolish enough to be unfaithful. And what makes it worse is that she was outside while doing so. Not only would satellite images have been able to pick up on her cheating, but anyone could see it… really.

What this guy did, took a lot of courage and patience. Especially after being so willing to see her and date her for a while longer. All that time between the first discovery of those images and the time where he terminated the relationship by humiliating her, I don’t think that I would have been able to go that long like that.

I would have been losing sleep, I would have been sick to my stomach, and I probably would have been a lot faster to accuse her of infidelity with proof in hand long before he ever did.

At any rate, this does make for an interesting story to read about. Even if it is not true. One would hope that it is total fiction.