RE: I need some advice
September 21, 2014 at 10:00 am
(This post was last modified: September 21, 2014 at 10:13 am by Lemonvariable72.)
(September 21, 2014 at 2:28 am)CapnAwesome Wrote: I don't really understand the point of these threads. Are you really looking for advice or just validation for what you did? You pretty much are arguing with all the advice that isn't just supporting what you did. What's the point? If you feel like you did the right thing, what do you really want advice about?God I love how you can tell me what my intentions are. I'm not looking to justify my actions as much as I'm looking for other perspectives, however what you suggested would only serve to make things worse. Trust me, I've tried it before. Yes I anonymously insulted someone, there even if they seemed this thread they would not know who wrote and who it was about. That's a bit different then being called a creep in front of people you have to work with everyday. Have you ever been in this sort of situation before?
Also what you did is not the right tactic to deal with bullying. Neither is ignoring it. What I'm suggesting is both the mature, moral and probably the best way to get the woman of your back. You are free to ignore it of course, but next time you want to just justify your own actions maybe you shouldn't disguise that as a cry for advice. Also it makes you look waaaay oversensitive to me. Which kind of makes the whole narrative make a lot more sense. Also to the part about you not publically shaming her, you are, on the internet. You insulted her appearance, and basically came of as just as insulting as she is. What if someone from your work finds this thread. It's hardly impossible.
Its being told she doesn't wanna sit next to me because I'm a creep that's insulting.
One more thing it I should clarify, there is a second reason I made this thread, and that was simply because I needed to vent.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
