Have a close acquaintance who has horrible misfortune of never being happy.
Or at least, would seem is not happy unless he has someone to be upset with. He pouts, fusses and makes enormous displays of being displeased with those he is closest to. If he’s upset with his significant other, yours truly is in v. good graces. Yet, if things are running smoothly in that department, am in the shithouse. And for things that HE does wrong.
He says something ridiculously rude, and as am prone to shrug such things off, do so, and thus become recipient of the world’s coldest shoulder. He breaks something, borrows something and doesn’t return it, and gets mystically angry at this gal. Eh?? Dear lord, is it possible that he has eternal PMS?
Thus, spend most of my time around said Mr. Poopy Pants, watching my every move. Try to say what should be least misconstrued, make sure nothing is in his way, and still, suffer the wrath of his unpredictable, and if am being honest, totally FUCKING ANNOYING bad moods.
Apart from that, the two of us get along just fine.
are you sure this guy isn’t my 8-year-old brother?
Sounds like he has “Seesaw Syndrome.” He can’t keep all of his life together at the same time, so when something’s going good everything else suffers.
With close acquaintances like that, who needs enemies? Or enemas, for that matter!
Holy crap. You just totally summed up my relationship with an acquaintance (she pisses me off too much to call her a friend) who, at the tender age of 23, is totally and completely convinced that she has fucked up her life for good, and nothing anyone says will persuade her otherwise. I’ve never met a more chronically unhappy person in my life. Hanging out with her is exhausting.
Eventually, you reach a point where you just give up. But then she thinks you don’t care about her, and the whole cycle just starts all over again.
Sounds like somebody needs their ass severely kicked in order to appreciate the good things in life (like a Fish for a friend). Is Joe available for these kinds of things?
Eeeeeeeeeeee.
People like this make me EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE….
LOL. Mr Poopy Pants…
good thing you are call this person an acquaintance and not a friend.
Fish, just out of curiosity, how does his significant other react to/put up with such bullshit?
Maybe this is the time to stop thinking *everything* is about you. Maybe “he” is only in this perpetual bad mood around a certain fish…
I think we’ve found another Mr. Poop Pants.
poo… i know people like that.
good one, t-bone! our miss fish knows to pay no mind to the incendiary commentors of the likes of this ralph.
Fishy fish! I totally just adopted my very own Reluctant Kitten! I’m excited but I’m also terrified of the committment…reassure me that its gonna be ok!!!
Ralph – You’re absolutely right! It makes perfect sense. Since not everything is about me… then it MUST be that he is in a bad mood around me. Such amazing logic. Can we be friends? ‘Cause you’re the best. freakshow Oh, and in this day and age, your name doesn’t leave your mark. Your COMPUTER does. I know who you are.
Cati! Yay! You’re going to be a great kitten mother.
At the ripe old age of seventeen, have also experienced a rather too-large dose of such acquaintances. In light of prior months, wonder if perennial unhappiness is contagious.
Also wonder about sudden dropping of pronouns in pseudo-presence of Fish. Ha.
He sounds unpleasantly narcissistic. He might be able to get away with being a pain in the tush now, but when he’s 50 and the cement of this personality settles, he’ll find himself dumped by pretty much everyone except the men who are like himself. Bitter beer-guts bitching in the bar.
That’s some fabulous alliteration.
No advice, just an observation: Life’s. Too. Short.