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I've dealt with liars all my life. I can handle it cause when face to face, I can tell.
It doesn't annoy me.
Pessimistic clingy complainers.... HATE!
As long as they're not complaining about ME -- I'm cool with that.. And pessimism is more easily cured than lying or arrogant.
One of the choices I might have chosen isn't there.
I work with a guy who is always on the attack, no matter what you say he'll then make it so you wished you hadn't bothered saying anything at all.
The sort of person who'll tell you off for cracking a joke in a meeting because you're making a meeting last longer, then go an crack a joke straight away, and not see the irony. Then spend most of the meeting not talking about what is supposed to be spoken about and saying we need to consider other things first and ending up going around in circles, continuously, for the whole time until everyone wants to kill him for making the meeting last an hour longer.
Oh. I thought of another one. Defensive people. Like the roomie that just moved out. She would bitch and bitch about any little thing, but if I said she left the light on in the kitchen, she would have a fit and stomp around and then commence to go on the attack to deflect. Oy. You could NOT tell her ANYTHING without having your hazmat suit on.
Batshit crazy, more like. She even had a petri dish in her room to prove to me there was mold growing in there. Well duh. We live on the coast. Its DAMP here. Then she complained the carpet in her room stunk, but it was cleaned before she moved in and she said it was a wonderful room and was so eager to move in. And she took my floor lamp I loaned her since the room was partially furnished..along with a pc desk and pc chair. All gone. She took them when she moved but I didn't know it til she was completely out. When I confronted her about it, she said I gave them to her. Says right on the rental agreement those items were a LOAN. She also broke the drape rod that held MY drapes..which she thankfully left.Oh. I thought of another one. Defensive people. Like the roomie that just moved out. She would bitch and bitch about any little thing, but if I said she left the light on in the kitchen, she would have a fit and stomp around and then commence to go on the attack to deflect. Oy. You could NOT tell her ANYTHING without having your hazmat suit on.
Overly Sensitive
Batshit crazy, more like. She even had a petri dish in her room to prove to me there was mold growing in there. Well duh. We live on the coast. Its DAMP here. Then she complained the carpet in her room stunk, but it was cleaned before she moved in and she said it was a wonderful room and was so eager to move in. And she took my floor lamp I loaned her since the room was partially furnished..along with a pc desk and pc chair. All gone. She took them when she moved but I didn't know it til she was completely out. When I confronted her about it, she said I gave them to her. Says right on the rental agreement those items were a LOAN. She also broke the drape rod that held MY drapes..which she thankfully left.Oh. I thought of another one. Defensive people. Like the roomie that just moved out. She would bitch and bitch about any little thing, but if I said she left the light on in the kitchen, she would have a fit and stomp around and then commence to go on the attack to deflect. Oy. You could NOT tell her ANYTHING without having your hazmat suit on.
Overly Sensitive
She was a fruitcake. I'd had enough finally and told her to get her nutbar self out of my fucking house. Then she got all whiney and cringey. Very passive aggressive, that one.
I feel bad for the guy she is renting a room from. He is in fo a treat. Not.
Anything with Codeine will give me vivid and terrifyingly disturbing dreams.I shouldn't have talked about her before popping that damn pain pill. The dreams I had were snuffing her ass along with the other gal that is dishonest and unreliable. She was trying to kill me after she doped me up and I was trying to bury my cat but she was wanting to dump me in the hole along with the cat.
Dayum. No more double vicodins for me...pain or not!