Ok. So here's what happened monday night.
The goddamned ass-clown shows up. Which, while irritating, I can live with as long as he keeps his mouth relatively shut and doesnt talk to me. 1st, he walked up to me while Im DJing, and says that I can use his music if I want (which is his passive-aggressive way of trying to tell me to play his god-aweful brand of aggrotech "music"), which I simply ignore and not even give the dignity of a glace (given, that Im still recovering from my thrush infection, and not really wanting to talk too much)
Then, later on at the bar, Im sitting there and more or less minding my own business. Once again, he comes right up to me, standing well within what would be normaly considered "personal space" by most people's standards (my standards tend to be a bit smaller in terms of radius) and he says, and Im quote "Oh, I forget that you dont like it when people stand this close to you, so let me get in closer" and then elbows in to me. At this point, my irritablity is increasing and my patience is decreasing, so I just turn my back to him and engage in the conversation being held next to me between Erik and
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Then, while Kaileen is DJing, he comes back, gets in close again, and then says "See, this is what people WANT to hear, and WANT to dance to, and this is what you;re NOT playing" then runs off like a goddamned cowards. At this point, enough is enough. I walk up, follow him, and simply say "Look. I have a throat infection, which means that I do not want to talk to people unless I absolutely have to." Then I give him a few of what would be considered a very heavy pat on the back (which would somewhat close to a physical bitchslap)... just to drive home the point, and walk back to my seat. Then, he comes up, babbling about all sorts of ass-kissing apologies, which I really dont care to hear or interested in. I just simply tell him that he's forgiven for whatever, and tell him to go away before he embarrasses himself further, and that I simply do not care.
So then he comes back AGAIN (this is number 5 for people keeping score) and starts babbling again about how he's been "so nice" to me, and how Im "making him the villain", and he's not really getting the hint that I want him to leave me alone. So I just lay it out to him, that he's a goddamned embarrassment, that I never made him out to be anything, i just pointed out that all I did was just point out what was obvious to everyone who knows him that he's a egomaniacal little prick who nobody likes or respects. Then he starts bragging about all the money he made (which you would never know, given the fact that he's never paid any of his bands), and finaly, getting sick and tired of him not getting the point, I ask him if he made enough money to get his teeth fixed. Those not in the know, he lost some teeth a while back, I think it was from a botched suicide attempt in that he tried to throw himself off a building, but was too drunk to make it up the stairs and slipped, fell down, and knocked them out... I dont know for certain, dont really care, but certainly fits the m.o.). At that point, was the most halarious expression on his face of total embarrassment, and his lip goes tight. He then asks if I made enough money to stop dressing like a "pedophile serial killer."
Of course, Im taken back a bit, mostly out of the sheer absurdity of a question like that. On the other hand, going up to people and calling them pedophiles is a pretty damned serious insult too. I mean, that's just not something you do in adult company unless you really want to get your remaining teeth kicked in. I mean, its not like I was lieing that he was missing teeth, and I was making a point that he makes jack squat in terms of money (if he did, Im sure he wouldnt have teeth missing if it really bothered him to have them missing) and thus he shouldnt be bragging about making money when he's not. So, here I was thinking what to say or do. 1.) I could point out that I have a real job, in which I make alot of money, and that he's never held a real job for any real period of time in his life, because he's an irresponsible incompetant jack-off. 2.) Smash that yellow-bellied son of a bitch's face into the bar table and give him a few more missing teeth, and 3.) Ask him just what the hell he's supposed to be dressed as. So of course, while this is all going on in my head, all I could really do, is start laughing and caughing, turn around to my friends behind me, and ask "Excuse me, but can you tell me exactly HOW a 'pedophile serial killer' dresses?" And the whole area errupts in laughter, and the ass-clown, once again, runs off in embarrassment. All in all, I am a bit proud of how I handled the situation.... instead of teaching him a lesson in manners with violence, I just simple use some razor-sharp wit and timing to embarrass him into shame.
And of course, he goes running off to the bartender all "boo-hoo-hoo dustin was mean to me wah-wah-wah" like some goddamned crybaby running off to mother in tears. And I have to explain the whole thing... I told him to go away and stop bothering me, he wouldnt let me be, and I had to pop him back into place, and he was a goddamned child for crying to her about it (which, of course, I would never do in different circumstances.)
But yes, it will make for great conversation fodder for years to come around bars and water coolers and parties or whatever. But still, its more shit that I dont want or need. And, I think I know people well enough to know whats going on here. He's a goddamned vain attention whore and cant stand being ignored, thus his constant attempts to bother me. And he's less concerned with the fact that he's offended someone, and more concerned with the fact that someone doesnt like him, and praise him like some kind of rock star god. That's why he kisses people's asses. Not out of genuine admiration or respect, but because he wants people to love him, because he's too chicken-shit and lacking in self-esteem to have people not want to like him. And also, he has a bad habit of posessing what's known as "victim mentality", and never does take accountablity for himself and his own actions. Because, you know, its never HIS fault because he's so great and wonderful and beyone criticism, its always someone ELSE'S fault. So instead of making hard decisions and taking some long hard looks at himself and taking the blame for the shit that goes wrong in his life, he blames it on others, and thus, gets off on people feeling sorry for him. So dont hate him! Feel sorry for him! Because that's what he loves!
To some, such people are called 'psychic vampires', because they feed off of the emotions of others. To make people feel the exact way they do constantly, because they have no other way of valedating themselves. I never had much patience for such types, and I have no reason to tolerate it. There are people can be real victims, and people out in the world who do deserve real pity though. You can tell, because they're the one's who never request it, and often times, even reject it. Because they have something that this ass-clown lacks. And that's pride and self respect.
But yes. that's what I have to get off my chest for now. Because Ive got too much shit going on in my head right now to let this bullshit stay there.
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