Next time you’re stuck in traffic, remember - you ARE the traffic.
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I had told the world I would be heading to the old house today, with the van, and I intended to bring back loads and loads of stuff Saturday or Sunday morning. I've GOT to get moving on this.
The forecast is rain rain rain here and all the way up the road, where it becomes snow at the old house. Worse, they predict wind, with gusts up to 60 mph.
Are you kidding me?!
I guess there's no point in trying.
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FW is getting vicious again.
In December, I went to a Mensa holiday dinner with about 30 people, and she was there. She was sitting at a different table, and neither she nor I said hello. At one point in the evening she walked past my table (where she was headed I don't know) with her face averted, but her eyes were slid over at me. I think she expected me to make the first move.
It was one year ago next weekend that she screamed "F**k you!" over and over at me in public (story here: http://thesilkentouch.blogspot.com/2010/03/2803-buck-you-fuddy.html) at the annual Central NJ Mensa Gathering, embarrassing herself so badly that within a few months she resigned as president of the group. Many other people had experienced her wrath on other occasions, and nobody wants to work with her any more. She also withdrew from the Yahoo group where events are posted, topics are discussed, and people RSVP for events.
Well, she's sorta back.
She attended the dinner I went to last week. At least three people had made a point of warning me that she'd be there. I said, "Thanks for the heads-up, but I don't expect any problem. I'll be civil, but I don't intend to give her any openings."
So, as we met at the restaurant, when we were ready to order, she had not yet arrived. Peter mentioned to the waitress that we were expecting one more, and the waitress rolled her eyes and said, "She's probably lost." Turns out FW had called for directions, and the waitress told her blah blah and then turn right at blah blah intersection, and FW said, "No, I turn left there", and argued with the waitress as to where the restaurant was. According to the waitress, it was very unpleasant.
The others at the table decided that the annual Central NJ Gathering was a forbidden topic, because most of us were going, and if it were mentioned, she'd likely ask for a ride and for someone to share a hotel room with her. (To her, "share a room" means you pay for it and she sleeps in it.)
She arrived. She sat on the same side of the table as me, with Roman between us, so we couldn't really see each other unless we leaned forward. At one point she did lean forward and said she liked my haircut. I said thank you, and a guy across the table asked why I had cut it, and I launched into an explanation involving wind and hats, directed to him, and then the conversation moved on. FW laughed a lot at things that were said, she tried to be pleasant, but I was a little worried because her laugh was a bit too loud and a bit too high pitched. It seemed to me that she was wound pretty tight. All the more reason not to engage her.
Then a notice was posted on the Yahoo group. She was hosting a Oscars night party at her home. I got a little worried, because everyone who might attend had either been seriously offended by her, or was flat-out afraid of her. When a few days went by with no positive RSVPs, I got worried for her. If no one came, it could kick her over the edge.
I knew that there was one thing that always draws Mensans, and that's free food. Her notice had said that there would be "light refreshments." She has always set a good table. Everything is always a little unusual, and always delectable. So I posted a general note that they "[FW]'s refreshments may be light, but they are always delicious".
The shit hit the fan.
First she posted something she'd found on the internet - a list of "backhanded compliments".
Then she posted a public note addressed to me, that she "didn't need any backhanded compliments from" me.
I responded, "That wasn't meant as backhanded. You yourself described them as 'light'. I salivated when I read 'refreshments'. You've always laid a delicious table. Please don't read into it just because it came from me, and you perhaps feel some guilt and perhaps expect retaliation. I don't do that."
(Yeah, a subtle reminder that SHE had attacked ME over and over, and had never apologized. OK, I'm not perfect.)
Her response: "We all know that Silk. You're pure as a newborn babe."
A newish member who has never met either of us posted that she didn't know what was going on between us, but exchanges like that don't exactly encourage inactive members to become active: "Well, this is really going to encourage inactive members to come. Unless there is some existing enmity between the two of you, I can't see how Silk's original remark was anything but completely logical and innocuous. Actually it's the sort of thing I would say myself."
From there others jumped in and it went west, as they say.
Sheesh. All I wanted to do was encourage members to attend her Oscar night party, tempting them with good munchies, to save her from a total rejection, and she attacks me for that. If she commits suicide during the Oscars, I'll feel guilty.
Maybe.
By the way, the suicide reference above sounds snide, but it isn't. She has seriously attempted suicide before, and was committed for an extended period, and she is fragile. And that's why I wanted to save her the pain of Oscar night no-shows. It might not get that bad, but it could tip her into ... into ... wherever that dark place is that she goes when she feels dissed. I just wanted to help.
If she shows up at the annual central NJ gathering next weekend, I don't know what I'll do. It will be impossible to talk with her, it won't be easy to avoid her, and I refuse to leave a room just because she's in it. But I know damn well that if she has any opportunity, she'll attack. She'll blame me for nobody showing up for her Oscars party.
So, anybody have any opinions, suggestions?
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4 comments:
The only thing that I can think of to say is stop feeling sorry for her and trying to help her. You *know* how it's always going to turn out. She may not have chosen to be this way, but you can't save her from herself, but you can save others from having unpleasant encounters with her. If the others are so afraid of her or have already been dissed, it's not going to matter to them what kind of munchies she has, they just don't want to be around her, and that's their right, and from the sounds of things, I don't blame them. If it's new people that were invited, why would they want to get treated that way? She sounds like a loose canon with a hair trigger and if you can't even say any thing nice without her attacking you, I wouldn't make any effort on any level any more. Just go to the next meeting for yourself, and don't worry about her, what she'll say, what she'll do. You're a kind person for worrying for her, but she's toxic.
I say sit shiva and declare her dead to you.
I work with a total nutcase. Her list of issues is long and she is quite likely to snap and start screeching at someone with whom she has interaction. My solution is to ignore her as completely as I can. I have zero interaction with her outside of what I must for the sake of work. If she asks a question I answer in a deadpan voice. I don't smile I don't make any eye contact I just answer in a neutral manner. This has worked out well for me. She has no excuses to attack me. I recommend that and make no efforts to help her. She has made her nest and she must lie in it. It is not your responsibility. What happens to her is not your responsibility. Breathe deeply and focus your kindness where it will be appreciated.
Z
I agree with the other commenters - Just stay away from her. As far away as possible. Her mental health, or lack thereof, is not your concern.
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