John Lacey
Hell Hath No Fury
Why? Why do people say they’re going to call and don’t? Look, I’ll be honest with you. I actually don’t care if you call or not, just don’t say you’re going to because that creates an expectation. And it impacts the way I think and how I plan my day. “Oh I can’t do that right now, because so-and-so is going to call.”
It also impacts the way I think more generally. Even though this surely just demonstrates this person’s inability to operate a telephone, that wasn’t the first notion to occur to me. I have been haunted by the question, “WHY hasn’t this person called?” (And moreover why did they bother saying they would in the first place when they apparently had no intention?)
It actually wasn’t helped by the realisation that everyone I love and care about in this world functions quite well without me. Actually it is conceivable their weekends actually IMPROVED as a direct result of my absence.
And, finally, to the kid on YouTube trying to derive fame by interviewing YouTube partners… I will talk to you, hell, I will talk to anyone. I don’t care. But it really wasn’t necessary to blow smoke up my ass by pretending to be “a fan.” I have to say if I thought for a second you actually were a fan, I’d be genuinely disappointed by your lack of participation. I mean for a fan, you don’t comment, you don’t watch, you haven’t subscribed. You’ve only been in touch when you wanted something.
Actually that is probably par for the course. People only contact me when they want something. Clearly this weekend has demonstrated that I am not needed. So, now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to crawl into a hole and die… Thanks for reading!
EDIT: I was angry when I wrote this (in case you were wondering). I was feeling pathetic and abandoned. I am feeling much better now. I am happy my friends had fun in the wilderness over the weekend. And, actually, I am informed I was in there in spirit as my twitter messages were the basis of many a conversation. I’m just (totally) happy to have them back again.
I know what you mean…. I don’t have time for that kind of shit. I usually give someone one or two goes before I just write them off all together. Family members included.
Reminds my of my own miss-communication of a phone call I received while I was at the Midwest Gathering. I got a call from a friend who had flown into town for only that night, and it has been months since I’ve seen her. We’ll call her “Melissa” for now. While I am in Downtown Minneapolis hanging out with cool people from YouTube, Melissa calls and tells me she is at the Mall of America and that she will be going to the Marriott Hotel. MY CAR was parked at the Mall of America, and I would have to take the light rail to go back and get it. I told them to wait for me.
45 minutes later the light rail lets me off at the Mall of America Station, and I drove two blocks to the Marriott which is between the Mall and the Airport. I call Melissa again and she says she is waiting in the Lounge, and that some of my other friends are there, and more are on the way.
I go into the lounge, and Melissa isn’t there. I call her again, and then she explains that she is at the downtown Minneapolis Marriott, not the Airport/Mall Marriott. >:| I WAS JUST DOWNTOWN! And I was so proud of myself that day for taking the light rail twice and walking 4 miles that I simply wasn’t in the mood to drive BACK into Minneapolis, pay for parking, and by that time, I would only have 30 minutes of time to hang out or less before I would have to go home, get changed, and go to work, BACK in Minneapolis!
I suppose this story wasn’t entirely related, but it has to do with mobile phones and miss-communication and wasted time. I am still upset at “Melissa” which is her real name, FTW.