Fuzzy and PCW exchanged words on another thread IIRC. It just seems to me that if you’ve only been posting since 12/99 that you don’t attack someone whom other people know as a ‘regular’. While we all get snippy once in a while, I’ve never PCW to attack or to ‘stalk’ anyone. I’m not cutting anybody slack who has only been posting a month, and has issues where she thinks somebody’s after her.
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Sorry folks if it appears that I have “attacked” anyone. And while it is true that I have only been posting for a month…I have been lurking for quite a while before that. Which is best because it gives you a chance to see what type of posting you do on this particular message board. My only frustration I guess would be the correct way to state it with PCW is that she seems to have it ingrained in her mind that I am someone that she knows. And regardless of how much I state my case it seems that this will pop up again now. Why? I have no idea. I think this whole thing would have been handled better with email. I have my address posted. It’s not a question of whether a “nerve” has been hit or “walking on eggshells”. Once the question has been answered that should be the end of it. And I answered the question the first time that PCW asked me…no she does not know me. So now I get asked again…and the answer is still the same…no PCW you do not know me. That is no attacking someone or being defensive…it is answering the question. I’m sorry that people are judged on the amount of time they’ve posted.
Geezz! I was dropping the subject, but I before this thread gets pitbound I thought I had better intervene!
This really isn’t important enough to make an issue out of, but I appreciate everyone’s concern. I asked a question, fuzzy answered it, and as far as I am concern…'nuff said.
Now…back to the subject of the thread…
I have never had a bad experience, either with a houseguest or in traveling, but then I like to focus on the positive, both in ppl and experiences. Every adventure has a benefit, how you interpret the experience is what makes is good or bad.
I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!
I think my worst houseguest experience was the time…
…ok I was passed out [not “sleeping” --I don’t condone this, that part was my fault] on the couch … anyway I had a dream that I was having sex, and then I started to wake up, and I really was having sex, by the time my fuzzy head cleared enough to realize who it was, the deed was done. I felt totally to blame and very ashamed. I actually ended up having sex with him again later in some lame attempt to convince myself that I was in control of the situation and my body… sort of a denial that I’d had sex that I didn’t agree to… I went through a very confused time emotionally because of that…
Feline,
That didn’t come out like I intended. Roommate’s version would have been the same as mine. We were both tired of him being there. I just meant that in the grand scheme of things it wasn’t all that bad, especially compared to the horror stories I’ve read above. Why are you attacking me?
Enright…I certainly won’t look at you the same again. Opal shares with us. She says it’s not the smartest thing she did. But nonetheless, what an awful thing to happen to her. I cannot even imagine the emotions she went through and you make a joke about it?
By the way, I just want to clarify something… I wasn’t drunk. I realize that it may have sounded like that… I had about 3 people staying at my house off and on, and one person living there… we were sort of a crash-pad. I had been up for about 4 days (let’s just say that no, it wasn’t totally natural and leave it at that) and therefore I was passed out but I was sober. I dunno if any of you have gone 4 days without sleep, but by the end you have a very hard time discerning reality from hallucinations and dreams, especially if you doze off. Once you fall asleep, well, you’re toast until you’ve slept a long time, because you will not wake up with a functional brain. I blamed myself at the time for leaving myself vulnerable, but hell, it was MY HOUSE dammit, and I fell asleep watching tv on MY COUCH. A person should feel safe in their own house.
I have already apologized to you in a personal email, and I would like to do so here too. I would never intentionally make fun of somebody for being raped. The meaning I took from your post, was not one of terror and forced sex. I interpreted it competely the opposite. I thought you were poking fun at yourself.
It doesn’t matter what I thought. I re-read your post and I see how cruel I was to say what I did. I would never hurt anyone’s feelings on purpose. I was very cruel and insensitive. Please forgive me.
I hope you know from other posts I’ve made on this board that I’m very sincere. If I can make it up to you, I will.
It wasn’t “terror and forced sex” it was humiliating and …“unauthorized” sex. Someone used my body for sex while… well basically while I wasn’t there. Someone that I wasn’t even remotely “involved” with and who had no reason to assume I would consent to sex with him.
About ten years ago a couple I lived with asked if two friends of theirs could stay with us for a couple days. Me and the other roommate weren’t thrilled about the prospect but said OK. Big mistake.
First thing was we’d thought they’d be staying in the couple’s bedroom … no. We had converted the living room into a bedroom so the only common areas were the kitchen and bathroom, they slept on the floor in the kitchen. I complained about the hassle of having to step over them to make my morning coffee and was assured they’d be gone in a few days … ha! I think they were there for a month. I went away for a few days and gave strict instructions that my bed was not to be slept in, well I should have just put a lock on the door. Although they swore they didn’t sleep in my bed I could tell someone had. Also all my food was gone when I got back and they never bought me any.
It also turned out they had lice. Amazingly I managed not to catch it - all the other roommates did though. Which is probably why they finally agreed to kick the guys out as soon (ha!) as they did.
Back on the subject of houseguests/roadtrips:
Of course this is pretty tame, compared to the others.
I worked for a security company in a high rise in Austin. I happened across some coupons for Six Flags (Dallas) that were buy one get one free.
I told my best bud from high school about it, and thought that he and i and his girl and someone else could go. It’d be relatively cheap and fun. I thought.
Ok, his gf’s roomie comes with us. Both named Laura (don’t ask me.) It’s all good. We come to the first gas stop, where I illicit cash for the car. Laura (nicknamed Pato, duck… i think) has no money. I thought she had only the money for the park. Hmm… While driving up after I paid most of the gas, My buddy and his GF, (not pato) argue. They do this a good bit of the trip. I told them that if they were going to argue I’ll turn the car around and be done. They stopped for a while.
We get to Six Flags. I find out now, that I must pay for Pato’s ticket and my ticket. This isn’t looking good.
Then we get hungry and decide to eat away from the park, because the park is expensive. I think $12 was a burger and a drink. So where do my companions decide to go? Only to one of the more expensive seafood restaurants. Where I ended up spending the last of my dough.
We go back to the park, and decide to ride the double loop roller coaster. Bad idea, especially when we did it twice. I vomited.
The gf is from Dallas, so we go visit her friends and chill for a bit in the barrio. I felt a little uncomfortable because I am white. I felt better having 3 hispanics with me, but…
So we finally drive back home. We’re getting close to the ‘no gas’ point. I pull over and explain to them that if i’d not had to pay for another ticket, I would have had money to pay for gas… so buddy and gf gave up some $$ to get home… but i know they wouldn’t have otherwise. (who wants to be stuck in the middle of nowhere?)
All in all, we did have a good time. While we were there, it was good. But the fact that I ended up funding this trip more than I’d planned and had to endure ‘bickering’ from the ‘love birds,’ made going and coming really bad.
“I dream that she aims to be the bloom upon my misery”
The worst houseguest I’ve ever had was also (previously) my worst roommate. She’s a good friend though, so I always forgive her.
As a roommate, she never took a shower, only baths. Never once rinsed out the tub, never once cleaned the tub. (I, for the record, am passionate about clean bathrooms). Also, she only shaved once a week, I was able to decipher this by the hair left in the nasty soap scum ring.
Once, in a fit of irrationality, I decided to let the bathroom go…how long would it take before she cleaned it on her own?
One month later, with the drain clogged and soapy, pubic hair-infested (she did her bikini line even more infrequently), oily water swirling in the bathtub…I lost it. She won.
I don’t even think she knew we were in competition.