Last night, I came home and checked my email. I had made a comment in Brian's journal asking how a book he read was. I found this comment there in response to mine:


i thought you only used books for paperweights- now that youve left your
job, maybe we'll see you walking around with a smile on your face instead
of that disgusted look all the time- thank god for people who are
pleasant to be with at work- instead of those whining all the time- you
really think your the only one that gets shafted at their job? you think
its gonna be perfect at your future teaching job???? get real girl....
your gonna face some middle school kids that will put you down and your
gonna want to quit that.....or else whine to your poor boyfriend


I don’t have too much too say about this comment. I debated whether or not I should even acknowledge it, but for the sake of the guy who wrote it, I figured I’d let him know the secret’s out. Yes, Mr. Anonymous, I know who you are. What’s funny is that most of this comment is extremely hypocritical. If you’d like to show me where I’ve ever said that I was the only one who got shafted at work, then I’ll apologize immediately…but since it’s not a comment that has ever been expressed by me, I feel that no apology is necessary here. As far as being shafted, there are a lot of people who get shafted there, but I can tell you, plainly, you’re definitely not one of them.

As far as being pleasant to work with, again, feel free to round up all the people who I worked with and give me one of them who ever thought I was unpleasant to work with. Now you on the other hand….I’d like to hear of one person in that store who would feel any sort of disappointment as a result of you leaving…I seriously doubt we’d find one, would we?

I’d also like you to find where I’ve said my future teaching job would be perfect. I’ve, in no way, ever suggested that my future as a teacher would be perfect. I am, however, saying now, that unlike you, I’m willing to take that risk and actually become an adult.

You’re suggesting that I’m a quitter. Working at one place for four years hardly qualifies me for the quitter title. You also seem to be convinced that my leaving the store was somehow related to my dislike for it. Again, being ignorant, and know absolutely nothing about me, you’ve assumed wrong. I’m not going to bother you with the explanations because you clearly don’t know me at all, and I’d like to keep it as such.

I know that you feel that you’ve accomplished great things by writing this comment anonymously. I’m sure you feel that you’ve really told me and put me in my place. I’m glad you feel that way, honestly. It’s fairly obvious that you needed to do this in order to feel better about your own life. I, on the other hand, have been and will always be, completely and utterly happy. Regardless of the ups and down of life…I’m an extremely happy person. You’ll say I’m not happy because I “whine”. Yes, I do whine, but as soon as I walk out the door of that store at the end of the day, I have a world full of awesome friends and an awesome boyfriend always waiting for me.

I’m glad you were able to clearly display to everyone how truly miserable you are in your own life. Leaving an anonymous comment about someone you barely even know and insulting them…for absolutely no good reason, I might add, is just your way of showing people how much you wish you had what they had; not just me…everyone. If you feel you need to continue making ridiculous comments about someone you hardly know and trying to get a rise out of them….please, sweetie, feel free to continue. Leave all the comments you need to in order to feel fulfilled. Far be it for me to try to diminish the few thrills you have in your life, honey. Mwah!

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Anyway, Brian was nice enough to delete it. Thanks, Brian! Even though I wrote all that, I totally don’t care one iota about what this person said. What’s sad is that I never had a problem with him..and really, I still don't..despite this. cuz I think it has much less to do with me that it may seem…but obviously he had one with me. I guess that’s just a part of life.

So anywhooo! I worked again Sunday night. It was okay, nothing too thrilling. It’s kind of boring doing training cuz there’s not much you can do. I hafta work 4-cl on Friday night and do a double on Sat. 1030-cl….then Sunday night is the first night I’ll be on my own….yesss! Some big money. I’m not that worried, though, cuz Sunday night are pretty slow so I won’t be swamped right off the bat.

After work Sunday night, I met up with David, Serg, and Jon, at this sports bar called Third Base. We hung out and played some pool and that was it. Today, the crew went to Mystic Aquarium. It was really fun....I had a good time. I took some pics as well.

Tomorrow, me and Vanessa are going to Boston for the day. It should be fun...I can't wait! The rest of the week, I have to go with the "Supervising Practitioner" I'm working with...which is just the woman who is taking me on as a student teacher....to all these meetings and workshops. It should be interesting. I met her (Paula), in May, and she's such a doll. I've talked to her on the phone a few times since then and I think she's awesome..we ended up talking for like an hour 2x. She's a talker...which is okay, cuz I'm not.

Well, hopefully I'll get to writing again this week....we'll see....lata beotches!