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I was rambling to Sam one day about how stupid and clueless a friend of mine is and he simply concluded my behavior as – ‘You just hate stupid old women’. I fought back but after much thought, I think I bloody do!
In fact, more than that, I hate stupid people, especially stupid old women. I use the word old loosely, it can mean matured women from the age of 21 to 100 (depends on how long you live) and for any women passing the age of innocence where stupidity doesn't really work anymore. As far as I’m concerned, there’s a huge percentage of women out there that just refuses to use their brains (regardless of size) to make the simplest decision. I pity their spouse really.
This friend of mine, tasked to arrange an outing, despite given specific instructions (halal, centralized, ignore the non-attendees, etc) she still makes mistakes. She called me like half a dozen times to ensure that I’m ok with the location, date, timing, blab blab blab (clothes that she’s wearing?), and for Christ sake, I simply don’t fucking care! In the end, it was cancelled. I don't get such people, why you do need everybody’s approval? Can’t you just lead for once?
Sadly my mom’s like that too. She never really did make any big decisions in her life accept to insist to marry my dad (for practical reasons I reckon). Everything about her is decided by people around her and I’m one of her consultant. At times I get so irritated that my poor husband needs to take over. I make way too many decisions at work, I just need someone else to take the driver seat.
I guess that’s part of the result why I left my previous relationship. It turns out that the guy wanted someone else to take the driver’s role and he just wants to permanently sit at the back row. Thankfully Sam at times still takes over in easier situations. Confrontations, argument and bargaining I still have to take charge. It’s the good cop bad cop thing and guess what, I designated to be the bad cop for the rest of my life.
Anyway, I took on the task to arrange for a large gathering today, ensuring that it’s Halal (finally some Malay friends joining), central, affordable and buffet. I hate splitting cheques hence making it free flow for a standardized fee. I don't really care who attends, even if there is just me and another person, we will still sit and eat and have a good time. So in typical sense, she texted me and asked me who is going. I replied that I don't know (actually I don't fucking care) and I will only know when I’m there. She was quite shocked by my reply and proceed to asked me when train station is the nearest… oh lord!
I hate neediness, it irritates the hell out of me and in our internet age, everything is searchable. I remembered she called me once and told me that she and her friend are interested to setup an online store, I told her great and asked her what she wants to sell. She has no idea and asked me to recommend suppliers to her. I’m like quite literally pulling my hair off. Don't you first confirm a product, find several suppliers, confirm on a good price, determine the shipment method THEN decide on placing it on the web? She asked me which website is good for online service, I told her to go Facebook, but deep down inside I’m just speechless. I just admire her total naivety.
Let’s hope that I can control my temper tonight, I might need to drink more in the office before visiting them.
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