Modern Technological Tortures of the Heart

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Juanita S

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So my boyfriend and I had another big fight two days ago. Apparently I am selfish and he doesn't ever spend any time with me. So we had a "text" message argument. And he proclaims that he isn't going to listen to me tell him for the 100,000th time how awful he is and just signs off!!! Boy do I hate that. He really was ignoring me. Everything is more important than me it seems, I am usually good about it but damn, a girl needs some attention sometimes.

The real problem though is how modern technology has fucked us. I don't know about guys, but I know girls. We used to just sit and wait for the phone to ring. Staring it down, willing it to ring, wanting desperately for him to pick up the phone and call, too proud to make the first step ourselves. But that is not sufficient anymore.. that agony was just not enough. Now we not only have to sit at home and stare at our landline, oh no!! Now we have cell phones. So I am constantly checking to see if I have missed a call. I have checked to make sure the bitch isn't on vibrate like 50 times in the last 3 days. I have called my voicemail every hour to make sure there isn't a new message waiting and that fucking icon just isn't working properly. And God forbid I get a damn text message from someone other than him. They get a big "LVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!!" in return. Even after all that obsessing, I still called T-Mobile to make sure they didn't accidentally shut me off or reroute my calls to Zimbabwe or possibly the cell tower in my area fell down and no signal is forthcoming, because it can't be that he just hasn't called!!

So the cell phone would be enough to obsess over you think.. sufficient to keep my mind busy obsessing while my hands dig greedily to the back of the freezer for some Emergency Ben & Jerry's Chunky Monkey (which I will be also if he doesn't hurry up and call soon, damn him) But no.. there is also AIM. I know he is online. He is right there on my friends list. Been on for the last 28 hours straight!! He is never on AIM that much. That can only mean one thing. He is already talking to some other girl. That bastard. How do you search for people on AIM?? How many times can you fucking pull up a buddy list and check to see if someone is still on. Someone unplug my damn computer. Someone take me to a movie. Someone make him IM me.

I am contemplating moving to one of those mountain retreats where there is no electricity or indoor plumbing and you grow your own spinach. At least there I will have a valid reason not to hear from him. My devices of convenience wont torment me. I can almost here them giggling.. the bitches.

So obviously I realize that all these modern day conveniences work both ways, that I can use them to be the bigger person and call/text/IM him, but I am pretty sure I called my providers during my last fight with said boyfriend and asked them to please disable the pathetic groveling feature on my phone. My AIM is set to auto-log if i type the letters S-O-R-R-Y in that order, so I am stuck, waiting, obsessing, over why I am not important enough still yet for him to move a finger and contact me. Looks like I am gonna have to take drastic measures soon.. Oh crap.. gotta run..my Blackberry just got a message!!!
 
Any girl that waits for a man to call her is just that -- a girl.

Quit whining about how bad your man is and tell him about the good things. He will do them more if you do. If you can't find anything good to say, then move on with your life.
 
I get it..I thought the point of this site was to get to get crap off your chest and people either said "Good point, that's happened to me too" or "Interesting point, but I see things differently" I thought it was intellectually stimulating not demeaning or degrading. Glad this wasn't a service I paid for. See I personally don't believe in putting people down for their thoughts and feelings, even if I don't agree.. but hey..whatever floats your mean bitter boats. If flaming makes you feel like you wear big kid pants, then go for it. I will find a REAL site that let's you express your thoughts feelings and neuroses without the fear of ridicule. I stopped playing "Snap" on the playground long ago.

Hope your next bowl of cornflakes is piss-free, maybe you will smile more.
 
Wow.. shit goes right over your head doesn't it. Sigh.. oh well.. I will attempt to educate you. Ever heard of satire? Look it up.. it's an amazing tool to find humor in situations that are hard to find humor in. Ever see the movie Scary Movie? Nothing funny about serial killers stalking horny teenagers typically, but you portray it a certain way and you see the humor in it. Therefore, my portrayal of my modern conveniences adding to my heartache was, to some of the more enlightened, less bitchy people of the world funny, especially if you have ever wanted badly for someone to reach out to you and it wasn't happening quite fast enough to satisfy. But I digress..I am under the impression that you would find nothing less than feeding dead babies to mutilated puppies funny. Maybe in between Dashboard cd's and cutting your pretty little arms, you could look for something in life to smile about. Take care.

P.S. That Dustin must be a saint!!
 
I find it hilarious when someone misses my obvious sarcasm to preach about satire.

Anyways, back to your original post. You seem to be the kind of clingy, whiny girl that expects a man to give her full attention. guess what kitten, men don't work like that. The sooner you stop nagging him through messages and clinging to your devices waiting for some vindication from him that you are valued, and start giving yourself value, the less I will be annoyed by your obvious lack of self esteem and emotional intelligence.
 
Wtf.com intellectually stimulating?

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Classic.
 
Odd how in just 3 posts I can relate to your boyfriend ignoring you...I can only imagine what dating you must have been like.

Being an asshole aside, the thing you have to realize is that people here, especially since we don't know you and have the anonymity of the internet, are going to be brutally honest. Chances are you aren't going to want to hear what we have to say, but I think if you assessed your own situation you might come to a similar conclusion that we have.

~ The Anti-Drama Crusade
 
I guess what I find hilarious is that you thought I was really whining. Not that I am gonna defend myself.. I was bitching about a universal situation that has happened to several of my girlfriends and expanded on it, like it wasn't bad enough. I have no more self-esteem issues than most others, and I am only whiny on occasion. But it is pretty funny to be flamed and ripped by "brutal honesty" for a post that was meant to be sardonic as opposed to serious. That you honestly thought I was blaming my inner turmoil on my actual cellphone is frucking hilarious. That is like blaming your erectile dysfunction on your girlfriends vibrator. Anywho.. ciao babes. Lighten up for christ's sake.
 
I like how you said you weren't going to defend yourself, then went ahead and did it anyway. Were you being sardonic again or just doing an impression of someone with the attention span of a fruit fly?

See that was a flame, admittedly not a very good one but I figured an example was needed to emphasize my point. If we had been "flaming" you before there would have been little value in our posts regarding your sob story. Instead, I think you will find that some legitimate points were made and some genuinely valid opinions were given. Just because you didn't like them doesn’t make it flaming.
 
I thought the rant was funny, and too eloquent to be an actual cry for help or advice.

Although the thought of someone living hermit-like in the mountains, sans indoor plumbing was scary. It presented an image of the words, "Write to me!" written in excrement on the snowy wastes.

Wonder why castaways never think of that?
 
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