You know that old saying, “I am rubber and you are glue, bounces off of me and sticks to you.” Also, the one that says, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.”
Yeah, those saying only apply to other people.
Words stick to ME like glue. Sticks and stone probably won’t break my bones, but words definitely can hurt me.
Call me a revenge type, but words have a power that some people just don’t know. People could say what is probably the most meaningless jab at me, and I will take those words and I will magically turn them into the world’s biggest slight.
Mind you, most words just slide right down from my ear to recesses of the long-term memory area, only to be forgotten for the rest of my life. Words like, “Honey, don’t forget _________.” or “Can you get me some milk on your way home?”
If any of you have read the Love Language book, I’ve changed that book into my own version called the Bitter Language book. Instead of words that show you love, mine show you what makes you most bitter. My number one without a doubt is Words of Bitteraffirmation. I can take a compliment and assume that you want me to be the next CEO. On the other hand, if you slight me in even the slightest way, you will be passive aggressived for the rest of your life from me.
Somehow the people of WordPress don’t really do mean comments and that is a good thing, because if they did, they would be remembered as HeadPressed into the ground with my metaphorical foot.
I still remember a Twitter battle I had four years ago around this time. I made an off handed remark TO SOMEONE ELSE, but this lady just happened to be linked to the tweet I was commenting on. She went Tony Stark raving lunatic at me. This girl will forever be lodged in my brain for that rant she went on me for. I have metaphorically “Burned her Utica to the ground” because of those comments she probably forgot the moment after she said them. I will never forget them.
If we ever meet in real life, I will give her the silent treatment the likes of which have never been given a person in their life. She will know the wrath of this guy.
They don’t call me Revengerman for nothing.
Those words are superglued to me. And they will be Revengermaned.
ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH
Bitter Glued for Life Ben
Burned her Utica to the ground? Utica, NY??? You did NOT dis Utica! Just kidding. Everybody disses Utica. I was about to say, you are SO RIGHT!!! I remember mean things people said to me in CHILDHOOD that I have never gotten over. They come back at intervals to haunt me. The decades of my life take turns. One week, injuries from junior high; the next, family jabs; the next, college slights. In fact, I think this post was directed against me, reminding me that you have never said a mean thing to me, BUT it is probably only a matter of time.
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I’m sure I will find some way to offend you. Just a matter of time. But Utica will burn to the ground. Me, Dwight and Michael will make sure of that.
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Who are Dwight and Michael? And when you burn Utica to the ground, please leave some of the beautiful older buildings standing. I love them.
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Those are guys from the TV show the Office. You really should watch that show, if only to see Utica and other cities in the area that are featured.
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Oh, I have heard that Utica was featured. I am by nature suspicious of anything with widespread popularity, but I will check out the Office if it ever comes my way.
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You pretty much can’t miss the Office. It is on Netflix and many other outlets. I even have all the DVD’s of each season, if you ever want to borrow them.
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You are too kind.
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I’ve never been called that before. What does kind mean?
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It would only upset you if I told you. Forget I said anything.
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Forget what again?
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Oh, how would I know? I’m older than you!
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I bet not by much though. My body is way older though. I’ve eaten nothing but cheese and pizza my whole life.
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I used to smoke, and I still drink quite copiously. Ooh, and I yo-you diet, a BIG no-no. But it is not a contest.
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I don’t even yo-yo diet. I don’t diet at all. I’m pretty sure I would win.
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No, no, yo-yo dieting is much worse. Unless you weigh like 600 pounds. Do you weigh 600 lb.? If so, you totally win.
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I might be on my way to that. Let’s just say when I was in high school, I sure wasn’t anywhere near this weight.
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Oh, who can remember high school!
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I only remember the horrible times. High school was the bitterest.
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Vengeance . . . Thy name is Bitter Ben.
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You bitter believe it. My vengeance runs deep. There could be a movie made about how hard core passive aggressive I go on people.
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I think bloggers are a little more level headed at least in our comments. What we write might have a little more power/venom which can be therapeutic. I personally prefer to be positive in my commentary.
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I prefer to blog bitterness and just hope people ignore that and just say only nice things to me.
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Going “Tony Stark raving lunatic” is a thing these days, when you can’t make a comment on social media without someone contradicting it or flying off the handle, putting their virtual hands around your throat and squeezing for all they’re worth. So I refrain from making comments about volatile topics, like politics or who should have won The Voice or what sex “Caitlyn” Jenner really is. But it’s highly embittering, so you might want to keep on doing it, Ben. You can use all the bitterness you can get. 🙂
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You are totally right about getting me getting all the bitterness I can get. Yeah, I usually try to avoid controversial subjects but somehow I said something about dad’s and she went postal on me.
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A bitter reminder that gluing our flippant flatulations of mindless opinion to others in public venues could well earn one a revengerman attack of bitter silence thus robbing us of our need for social media conflict. Silence on Twitter is a fate worse than death. Silence in person is death.
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No kidding. Silence is the worst when you are doing stand up too. That is why I avoid stand up. Cause silence where laughing is supposed to do go would end me.
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That happened to me once. I had to give a speech and followed the advice to open with a joke. I told my joke and the audience was dead silent. It was a wrist slitting moment. I haven’t attempted to be funny since.
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Yep. Whenever I try to be funny out loud, it just backfires and then I assume people don’t have a sense of humor forever.
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Bitter endings for all us bitter people. We are rarely understood in our lifetimes.
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Yep, we have to keep our comedy to writing, because then if no one laughs we don’t have to hear it.
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I agree, not hearing the searing silence of no laughter leaves me bitter. At least here we can get an LOL or ROFLMFAO and other indecipherable codes of laughter and just keep moving.
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Yep, or you can just assume that WordPress screwed up and didn’t send it to all your followers.
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WordPress poking the pooch with my posts is a bitter reality I live with.
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Yeah WordPress, is kind of the worst. And look at me biting that hand that feeds me. They are probably monitoring our exchange right now.
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Yes, and I’m sure our bandwidth will be punished for expressing our bitterness with the WP experience.
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Yeah, all of a sudden my blog only works half the time.
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I’ve noticed my brain is only working half the time. They really got me good.
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Now they are taking our brains? I don’t remember reading about that in the blog agreement.
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It think it was one of those nebulously implied things somewhere buried between the lines. How else could they dare to do it so blatantly.
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I’m sure it was in the really small print. So small that no one even dare read it without the Hubble Telescope.
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I and I without even a good magnifying glass. I’m just bitterly screwed with fine print.
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Yeah, even a magnifying glass isn’t enough to see the fine print.
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As a general rule, people of WordPress don’t do mean comments, but I’ve gotten some nasty comments.
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Tell them to send them my way. I’m glad to fire right back for you.
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I will do that.
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Sounds good.
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We may be related! Lol.
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I just checked. We are 14th cousins 4 times removed. Why haven’t I seen you at the family reunions?
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😂😂😂
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Ohmygawsh — I hear you. When it comes cruel words, I am more NO-skinned than thin-skinned. Oh, and twitter is SO___MEAN.
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Yeah Twitter is mean. They just not be mean to you, or I will burn their Utica to the ground.
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Ever since I started allowing anyone to comment on my blog, I started being nice with my own comments on other people’s blogs. Because it’s the right thing to do.
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But why would you want to do the right thing? Wouldn’t it be better to do the bitter thing?
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I’ve found in my experience that the right thing is always the bitter thing.
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Well, if that is the case, do the right thing then.
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