the perfect recipe
for disaster.
have you ever had a person come in to your life that you really thought you could call a friend, but they turn on you like your worst enemy?
someone that you confide in and think you can trust, but once they know a bit of dirt, they use it against you in such a way that the bridges are burnt forever?
someone you fall back on in tough times and struggle right along side of, only for them to steal a few blank checks and use them for pizza purchases plus $40?
and then years later (like - five years later), you get letters from lawyers for thousands of dollars in restitution for two stupid checks that were written for pizza because your friend's uncontrollable appetite for fatty foods late at night can't seem to distinguish right from wrong?
that's what happened to me and that's why i ended up putting an invite on the page.
she has found me before and it seems like her IP has popped up again on a tracker (but not three. that's a bit excessive, isn't it?) once again.
the time spent here was minimal - maybe she didn't realize that this page was mine? maybe i've been doing a good job at keeping things so level that it was hard to distinguish anything specific?
regardless (she would say 'irregardless') - i can't take the chance, can i? she's known things in the past and stabbed me in the back with them, just to make herself look good. how do i know she wouldn't do it again? it wouldn't matter if she promised me the moon - her words are no good to me.
anyway - gonna see how things go for a few days and take the invite off, i'm sure.
who wants to have to log in every time they stop by for a read anyway?
i've only had to do that with one other page, and while i do love reading those particular words, i don't stop by as often as i should because it's sort of a pain in my ass to not be able to read everything in bloglines.
i've got a final tonight (medical terminology) and a final tomorrow (basics of sonography) but i couldn't help but stop at the store on the way home from bowling for the most perfect drink on a hot sunshiney state sort of day.
2 Comments:
This so-called "friend" must be the same person I've had the displeasure of knowing. I trusted her to no end and then she stabbed me in the back. Long story, I must tell you the whole thing!
Never turn your back , that's what I've learned....
So much for quality people, this world sucks.
Good luck on your final!
I think the term to describe someone who steals your checks to buy pizza with is a "thief," not a friend.
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