Webs and the Weavers

My desires and dislikes are all very well know to the people close to me. Even to some who aren’t as close to me but are well accustom to seeing my Facebook posts. If you ever wonder what a person likes or dislikes just scroll through their Facebook postings.

Dragons are usually on the top of my list of absolute loves. Followed by any type of cat, Marilyn Monroe, Orcas, BB8, London, Star Wars, Avengers, most Marvel, etc. This list doesn’t include people but it is interwoven with my small list of people I love; Hubby, 3 kids, brother, mother, father-in-law, mother-in-law, dead family members (all three), close friends. The people who count know where they are in the list. I tolerate the remaining population I happen to know. Some more than others.

But then there is that one special group that you love to torment. Either because they are easily offended by everything on the planet, you can easily poke them into a fight without saying a single word, or they are just always in a fighting mood and will actually come to you and start them. Sadly these also can be the most aggravating group as they have their heads generally either so far up their own asses or someone else’s ass. While playing with members of this group starts out fun, it always gets so boring after a bit. BUT! They refuse to stop playing.

Instead these idiots jump on social media and decide to tell the world just how ‘horrible’ you are because you’re right and they are wrong. Of course this is all thinly veiled, anyone who doesn’t know what’s going on is going to be confused and of COARSE they’re going to ask about it and that’s what the idiots want. “Oh, my brother said some nasty things about me so I am setting the record straight.” Which translates to “My brother kicked my ass in showing me the truth about something but I’m too much of a moron to be an adult and accept I was wrong (and we ALL know I wasn’t) so I’m going to tell everyone that he’s spreading lies about things (even though it’s 100% the truth I’m just to much of a piece of shit to own them), and I’m really the bigger person by posting to all who know nothing of this how right I am and how wrong he is. But I only do so because I want to tell the tale of how horrible my sibling is to me and I want sympathy from all because I’m a fucking drama queen.”

Now you can strongly and correctly argue that’s what I am doing here. Difference being this is a blog and although it gets shared on a couple of my social media outlets you don’t HAVE to read it and I’m not actually pointing out an actual event (as far as you know *wink**wink**nudge**nudge*) nor am I looking for anyone to give me sympathy or stir up drama [and we all know that someone on one of my social media is going to wrongly think it’s about them and either make a scene on said social network or in person at the most unrelated of times–watch for the post about it, complete with screen shots].

EVERY. SINGLE. PERSON has this group of people in their lives in some form or another. It is a universal phenomenon that used to be small scale but thanks to the Internet and social media can now be as big as you can get it. Instead of keeping arguments inside the family, you can now involve all the people who know nothing about you or give a shit about your crappy grievances with whatever member of your family you suddenly loathe with the passion of a fiery sun. Some people make this a strange habit.

You know who the drama queens of your group are, I know who the ones in my group are and I am willing to bet your drama queens are as low on intelligence as mine are. Seems like to me anyway and feel free to express your thought on the matter in the comments or on your own, that since they cannot get our precious attention by doing great things like graduating college with degrees, or landing that dream job because you’ve got the skills they want/need they create events that are sure to get them attention, ALL the attention and usually but not always pull the much deserved attention off of someone else. Because OMG how dare they get attention for getting ANOTHER freaking degree! My favorite is trying to pull all the ‘atta boy’ from the person who deserves it by trying to take credit for the person’s accomplishment. “Oh they only got the job because I made a few calls.” When in reality the person who hired you never even heard of the person nor made their decision based on someone’s call. But try telling your drama queen that. Although they know their words are a lie, now that they are told they’re going to stand by them until the end of all time, even bring it up when they are low on attention and ways to get it.

We all also have ways to deal with these people. Some of us vent in a way much like they do but without all the details and answering any questions posed to them about it with “Doesn’t matter, just venting. All good” instead of gory details. Much like the example below:

Person 2: Interesting scenario. Person 1 says A to person 2. Person 1 and 2 argue about things and Person 1 blocks Person 2. Person 1 then goes to Person 3 and says that Person 2 said A. Person 3 goes off on Person 2 for what they supposedly said (A). Persons 1 and 3 continue to attack Person 2. Person 2 does not care anymore about what Persons 1 and 3 say. Persons 1 and 3 are not worth the time or the effort anymore. Interesting scenario, isn’t it?

 Person 4: And how many times have Persons 4, 5, and 6 told Person 2 that persons 1 and 3 are not worth the time? Persons 1 and 3 are and will always be jealous of Person 2’s accomplishments and when they cannot claim them for themselves will try and tear Person 2 down? Just remember, like Star Wars it’s 4, 5, and 6 that matter!

While persons 1-6 know who they are (or don’t, depends on the intelligence level) and what is being talked about, anyone else can see this and reply in a number of ways that doesn’t force them to ask what’s going on as the scenario is already laid out and doesn’t need any more explanation nor is one expected.

Of course someone might ask. But someone might as well be ignored.

And then the cat farts and totally derails the thinking process.

Note to self: Examine cat food ingredients. Find different cat food. Buy gas mask*.

*Might want to go ahead and do this one.


Until next time, don’t let the stinkers in your life bring you down too far. And when they do, pump yourself back up by remembering your accomplishments are just that; YOURS. Those who are closest to you know the truth and in the end, they are all who matter.


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