I was having fun. where some thought I was 'pissed', I was laughing as I typed..put in the cutesy little laughing things...
I 'let loose'...and got turned on by people I thought were decent folks. I said I'd leave, I left, got talked into going back and just use another name. Try to explain the name change-didn't matter.
Then those stupid 'infractions'-when you hit it you leave a 'message'-they were not pleasant to say the least. No biggy, neither was I once things got rolling.
Most of the threads
were fun, but even there, participants got not-good 'infraction' messages. They left. I stayed on. I'm a big girl, no big deal. If Don Rickles can do it, I can and I know I'm a bitch or can at least play one. Type some more, laugh somewhat evilly...
But it got worse. I gave an audience, took the bait...final straw was the 1,000 word tirade at me by someone that, until then, I had respect for. Every word he said was evil, nasty, untrue and hurtful. It was not meant as satire, biting comedy or even as a defense. The intent was clear. Hope he reads this-he won.
I don't like mud wrestling. I think doing things, even telling the complete honest truth, can be done without evil intent, even humor.
It's funny how, when you have conversations with other people and share a common thought or idea out of noticing actions and one person decides to bring that out into the open, they kill the messenger. I'm a bitch for saying what other people think or whisper; someone else is stupid because they don't like the same food or movie. If I stick up for myself or even others, I'm a 'whiner'. At least six people ran from there in the first 48 hours...are they chickens? Nah, just smarter than me.
Yea, Pan.. I left. I didn't care what others thought either, until the thoughts became hurtful words. I stopped laughing. I can take a joke. That ain't it.
/me waits 4 more weeks for racing to start so I have something actually fun to do.