Don't Buy Stuff from Friends

Remember that broken computer that I could heat up with a hairdryer to get to work? Well, I gave it back to the friend who sold it to me because he wanted it. GAVE it back. And now we are fighting about it. If anybody can get my goat, it's him. The repair person told him that it was a "crock of shit" that it could be started with a hairdryer, so my friend feels the need to immediately call upon leaving the repair shop and tell me in no uncertain terms that the hairdryer thing was a crock of shit. I'm sorry, what? The method I've actually proven to work is nothing but a crock of shit? I get that you may think it's stupid and shouldn't work, but considering that's the only way my computer would start for the last week, I would think you wouldn't call my method a total crock of shit — like I just made it all up. And I would especially think that if I'm your friend, you'd find a more sensitive way to tell me that you think my ideas are a total crock of shit. (I really can't stop saying the phrase "crock of shit.")

Nothing irritates me more than people telling me that things I know to be true aren't true. I have had my share of people try that crap on me. I don't know if it's because I'm short or a woman or just look like the biggest idiot in town, but people try this crap on me more times that I care to count. And they are unprepared for the wrath that follows. For a small woman, I am able to unleash a big wrath. And I'm able to hang onto it for days and days and days. It's either a curse or a gift, who can say, but it keeps people from trying this kind of crap on me twice.

I'm not talking to my friend right now. And I don't plan to for a while. I'm certain that he's going to try and defend this point of view rather than apologizing for hurting my feelings and I don't need that. I have no need to prove to him or some random repair dude that the computer would start with a hairdryer. And I have no need to be belittled or told I'm stupid and wrong. It really boggles my brain how people choose to treat their friends and how little sensitivity there is in the world. It makes me think I'm wasting my time considering other people's feelings before I say what I have to say. Just wasting my time.

Oh, and the lesson I learned from this: don't buy stuff from friends. It decreases the chances of messes like this from happening. I can say with certainty that I'm not buying anything else from that friend. This whole fiasco makes me feel like I'm the one left holding the crock of shit.