thank you, God, for the computer guy
today i had to call the wireless people for the third time in five days (as i've been without internet for about two weeks, but i didn't call earlier because we had people staying with us). i woke up quite crabby about it, wanting to throw my computer out the window, rip the modem down from outside my house, and use lots of naughty words while demanding my money back from the wireless people.
i also woke up upset about stuff from sunday, which i knew was escalated because of the computer frustrations. sunday was great. my family got together, with more of us being able to be there than we've had in a long time (like cousins who live in nicaragua). i love my family. i know they love me. but i woke up with a post full of bleeps ready to go. why? because, of all the nerve, they told me i looked nice. they told me i was cute in my dress. which, for someone who's really been feeling the single thing lately felt like a hard jab to the heart with a fork (not quite knife bad). 'oh, you look so cute!' followed by a turn to my cousin who's 12 years younger, asking about her wedding plans. why the crap do i care if they think i look cute if no one else does? never has a (non-creeper) guy told me that, and if they don't think so, then what's the point?
anyway, so before i get myself all worked up about that again.
somehow the computer guy calmed me down. he actually listened to me about my computer and was patient and kind and i think even felt bad for me that it wasn't a quick fix that he could do for me. he made my day, and in turn, yours, too, as you now only get a quick complaint, instead of a full blown rant. ;)
i also woke up upset about stuff from sunday, which i knew was escalated because of the computer frustrations. sunday was great. my family got together, with more of us being able to be there than we've had in a long time (like cousins who live in nicaragua). i love my family. i know they love me. but i woke up with a post full of bleeps ready to go. why? because, of all the nerve, they told me i looked nice. they told me i was cute in my dress. which, for someone who's really been feeling the single thing lately felt like a hard jab to the heart with a fork (not quite knife bad). 'oh, you look so cute!' followed by a turn to my cousin who's 12 years younger, asking about her wedding plans. why the crap do i care if they think i look cute if no one else does? never has a (non-creeper) guy told me that, and if they don't think so, then what's the point?
anyway, so before i get myself all worked up about that again.
somehow the computer guy calmed me down. he actually listened to me about my computer and was patient and kind and i think even felt bad for me that it wasn't a quick fix that he could do for me. he made my day, and in turn, yours, too, as you now only get a quick complaint, instead of a full blown rant. ;)
posted by melilotnfosco | 4:34 PM
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listening people are a wonderful thing -as you were for me today.
But the real question is, do you have internet now???
Also, remember how I told you the contrast between Mr. MSG and Mr. Darcy? How Mr. MSG gave lots of compliments, and Mr. Darcy never commented on my looks, and I counterintuitively appreciated that? It seemed more gentlemanly and respectful somehow. Maybe not helpful right now though. (And obviously that didn't work out. But the point may still be there.)
Oh, and now that I've read Kimberly's comment too -- I agree. You are also that for me often, and I thank you for that. :)
no, no internet yet. and i don't want to be complimented on my looks all the time. but to just once hear it from a guy, or even to get a look signifying that he thinks i look nice at that particular moment would be nice.
We have to thank God for good people like that who can do that for us (calm us down after a string of negative experiences)!
As for all the talk about looks -- I couldn't help but be reminded of this:
Ginny Weasley: And you won't look at any of us!
Harry Potter: It's you lot who won't look at me!
Hermione Granger: Maybe you're taking it in turns to look, and keep missing each other.
(Sorry it's not a serious response! Or Sirius....)
And you not long ago had a guy compliment you and your coworker for looking good (though he admittedly put his foot in his mouth in the process) :)
oh yes, i suppose there was that. that was very nice of him, and it did make me feel good. we just need to get a single guy to say it sometime.
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