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"The essence of competitiveness is liberated when we make people believe that what they think and do is important - and then get out of their way while they do it."
-- Jack Welch

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I have just gotten back from a night out with my friends, Adam, Claire, Ellie, Abbie and Tasha, and her new boyfriend, Dominic. I had a great time with Adam and the girls, but I must say that Dominic was quite insipid company. The impression I got from him was that he thought himself the embodiment of a miracle on earth; he is wheelchair-bound, I am not sure if he assumes that because he is still able to do a job despite this, that he is somehow superior to everyone else? Either way, he was a thoroughly irritating person to be around. He'd even recently CHEATED on Tasha and yet, a couple of days later, here they were playing couples and everything was hunky-dory again, as if nothing had ever happened. I can understand that not all people abide by my rule of "He cheats, you ditch him!" but for everything to be totally fine the next day after all the things he'd said being a load of bollocks. I don't think so. I was willing to let this go since their private life is honestly none of my business, and if it was all solved now I shouldn't spoil the atmosphere. But after meeting Dominic I can safely say he sounds like a positively awful boyfriend. It's Tasha's choice, but in my own personal opinion, it's certainly not the right one.

I swear that everything this man said was as though he was trying to upstage you in everything he said. I was playing on my Nintendo DS with Adam and Abbie, when he leaned over and said in a condescending voice, "Oh, Sonic Rush? How hardcore geeky!" in the same sort of tone you'd use to address someone who'd said they were an art expert because they knew who painted The Mona Lisa. I mistook this for an attempt at friendly conversation, and said, "Yeah, I'm a bit of a closet nerd, really." He asked me what made me think this, and I told him I liked old video games, fine artwork, history, and that I used CCS, PHP and HTML to help run a website I owned. I figured that he was just asking me what my interests were and saw no harm in telling him. He sort of chuckled at me like I'd just replied with a grin, "Bunnies are fluffy!" and proceeded to reel off a list of coding and "geeky" abbreviations he could use, asking me what each one was and then telling me in a patronising fashion every time I said I didn't honestly know... as if he was trying to upstage me, to show me he was more of a nerd than I. Seriously, does it really matter!? "It's not a bloody competition," I replied, and after that he seemed to quiet down a bit, but his attitude remained in his mannerisms and the way he spoke to me.

Then me and Adam were exchanging PictoChat messages on my DS, and he asked to join in. I smiled and said yes, and he then sat drawing these intricate sketches on there of cars and people. I was thinking to myself... "What are you trying to prove exactly!?" Me and Adam are art students, for crying out loud, and he's still trying to be better than us at something it's obvious we excel more at!? Is computing not good enough for him to be good at? Apparently not. He has to be better than us at EVERYTHING. 'Fuck's sake... what is it with irritating little men who cannot stand to have their fragile ego challenged by female intelligence!?
You know, I was tempted to say, "As much as you can try to upstage me in everything else, you will certainly never do so in terms of moral integrity" and refer to his little cheating spree, but I figured that would be too much. So I smiled smugly, keeping it to myself.

It wasn't just the competitiveness that annoyed me about this guy - it was the fact he referred to sex in EVERY conversation we had. If somebody else said something, he would contrive some sort of sex joke from it to get cheap laughs off his girlfriend, who more often than not was the only one laughing. Or perhaps it was the fact that he called Tasha solely by the word "honey" every time he addressed her. In this sickening voice. UGH.
And if this wasn't enough, they PROPOSED to eachother in the middle of this dank pub, in front of everyone?! What the fuck!? The guy just cheated on her, and she's talking about marrying him! It was so fucked up that me and Adam just sat and ignored them, but Tasha kept repeating it so that we could hear regardless of whether or not we wanted to listen. I did wonder that after what that disgusting excuse for a human being had done to her, that she was just insecure about their future together - I know I would be. Poor girl!

Nevertheless, I had a great time seeing everyone else, and through gritted teeth managed to say, "It was a pleasure meeting you, Dominic" as he left.

Oh, and some great news! josephine has won our very first site of the month award. Wish her a big congratulations and please pay her a warm visit today!

Update by Sali @ 03:10, Sat. May 12 2007


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