Seriously? Stop dealing with people who won’t give you that basic level of respect by listening to what you say.
Years ago I had a ‘friend’. Note the past tense. Was frustrated for years that he didn’t seem to listen to me. Then two things happened and the light finally went on and I dumped the motherfucker as a friend. (What can I say, I’m a slow learner sometimes);
1> I wasn’t invited to another friend’s party. She invited half the world but not me. I get why now, but at the time… Anyway, Bruce (his real name) came over and asked me if I was going. I said it was the first I’d heard of it, I hadn’t been invited. He prattles on about it for a half hour. Yeah, thanks, I’m not invited. After the party, he comes over and asks me why I wasn’t there. I (again) tell him I wasn’t invited. He goes on and on about how much fun it was and how he doesn’t understand why I wasn’t there. I probably told him that I wasn’t invited a half-dozen times, and it didn’t sink in. Severely pissed me off.
2> On another occasion, he starts talking about something. Prattles on and on, oblivious to anything I say, and even just talking right over the top of me. Then the most spectacularly stupid thing happens that made me question his intelligence and sanity. He gets up, still talking, and walks upstairs to the bathroom. I can hear him talking the entire way, but of course, I can’t hear what he’s saying. He keeps talking the entire time he’s in the can, and then the entire time walking back downstairs. He sits down, concludes what he’s on about, and says “but you know what I’m saying” :smack:
Between these and other issues I’d been having with the man, I ended our friendship. The most frightening part of the equation was that after years of trying and multiple miscarriages, he and his wife were having a child - and he was going to be the stay at home dad, taking care of that child. :eek:
Oh yeah, didn’t help that he went over to my fiance’s house after I ended our friendship and spent 45 minutes trying to talk her out of marrying me. All the while professing that he missed our friendship and wanted to reconcile with me. (Yeah, great way to ensure that never happens!)
Of course, I never should have married her in the first place, but that’s another tale.