Just when I think I'm tired and suffering from writer's block... life gives me more material.
First of all, let me give you a nice, funny and ironic fact of my life. As you might know, I belong to the "creative" pack (God how I hate to say that, but there is no way else to describe us). And my best friend? An Account Executive. Ha. Go figure, right? No... honestly, she rocks. I never had women friends because I believe that us gals are calculating bitches who, at any moment, betray ourselves just because. But my friend proved me wrong. We've stuck together through good and really bad times. And this weekend has been... rough on her, to say the least.
My AE gal pal calls me up. Basically, she met this "dude" at work. Married. (Sigh) He said some "things" (I'm trying not to swear, really, I am, because if I start swearing I will tear this man apart, and I'm trying to be polite) that she, while falling in love, decided to believe blindly. Examples? I moved out of the house. I'm getting a divorce. I deserve better, I deserve you. Have faith in me. I will come soon.
Like a great ad, she bought it.
So? She endured the awful faces, the gossip behind her back, the stares, the straight out bad comments about her. All, because she thought she had found her knight in shining armor. She thought wrong. He lied. At this moment, this... (biting my tongue, don't... swear...) man is at his house with his wife and kids.
The punchline is? He's done this before at work.
I am not writing this because I am angry at him. It's because I know lots of chicks at other ad agencies who are dealing with the same shit, right now, at this very moment. Women who are depressed, crying, lonely. They might be drinking as hell, smoking their lungs out, drinking a nice garden variety antidepressant. And those fuckers don't give a rat's ass. They just get laid, grab a boob and go home to their unsuspecting wives.
The simple fact is there are womanizers at wherever we work. And, for all we think we can handle them, it's difficult. You see, the amount of BULLSHIT that we can hear is sometimes overwhelming. You start off not believing any simple fact they say... but at the end of a few months, they master every line... and you fall for it.
You see... they work where we do, so they understand the business. Ad people are different in some way, and don't tell me we're not 'cause you are lying your ass off. We talk funny, we care about stuff that other people could give a shit about. We work long hours, we make dick jokes (ask Joker!)... Mix it all together and you might understand why she fell for it.
There is nothing my dear friend can do. All we are doing right now is being there for her. Awesome thing is? She is so furious, she is stronger than ever. She might be hurting, but this man didn't destroy her.
The one thing I am happy about? Karma is a bitch.
Hm. I should tattoo that somewhere visible. Hm...
2 comments:
Hey there's nothing like a dick joke to get your spirits up, pun intended.
Anyways, a few things that are very important about this post, namely two details that one should always heed because they are warnings that shit will hit the fan and you will not have a good time in the long run and quite probably in the short run too.
First off, and we've written about this before, do all in your power to not go out with someone from work. It'll just complicate your existence beyond your wildest nightmares. I don't know how many cases of this I've seen and only a select few beat the odds, and that makes me happy, honestly. The fact of the matter is that if things go wrong, you'll be in a world of drama that'll just make every day awkward and you'll get affected on all levels, emotional, physical and professional.
Second rule, and one I've followed ever since I messed up when I was 15: never go out with someone who's attached. There's no way you will totally win and most times, as in this most unfortunate case, the person backs out or simply gets his/her fix (ladies do it too) and takes off. This is what seems to have happened and it's not the first or the last person to fall. I'm truly sorry this happened but it just goes to show you, you deserve better, lots better.
Let us trust in karma and extremely glad to see you're stronger.
First of all, there are dick jokes... then they are dick jokes that YOU say. The last ones rule, by far. I consider myself lucky to have witnessed such extreme perfection when it comes to donger comedy. Damn, how I miss it.
Second... she's doing ok. My bet is that when she meets someone else and with a bigger shlong, she will forget him. By the way... if you know any decent guys out there, give me a call at my cell. Let's do a Me-Joker match!
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