Bitch on the Blog

March 14, 2011

On the war path

Filed under: Communication,Friends,Human condition — bitchontheblog @ 11:20
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I am going to do a ‘Jean’ by asking a question: Who are the people in your life who bring out the worst in you? Who are the ones who trigger the best in you?

Names I do not expect, since a personal matter. Who wants to embarrass friends, family, foe and those you have never even set eyes upon?

I know my answers, and there are plenty. Within the confines of this circle let me say that Ramana brings out the worst in me.  He is my daily outlet for all that brews and bubbles under the surface. And believe me I exercise considerable restraint when I comment on his blog. Grannymar – whether she detests me or not – makes little secret of the fact that she is human and thus fallible. And for that I will always like her;  despite her recipe for Roesti leaving out vital steps neither having much resemblance to the original. Doesn’t matter. Took me years to master the art. 

Ramana is supernatural. Karma, my foot. Should  you, Ramana, be gracious enough to comment here (and please do not use a quote, your own words will do nicely) please do not evoke my wrath by proving how bloody absolutely phantastic you are (and yes, Magpie, I do know that the English/Americans spell phantastic with an f – but I allow myself the odd indulgence as to where I stem from, not that you, Daphne, would ever point this out to me – that’s true kindness: Living with people’s foibles.).

Am in a hell of a foul mood which I am trying to work off before son resurfaces. So declared you, well, mainly Ramana, as my fodder. Which, as established above, does not come as a hardship.

Have I managed to bring out the worst in any of you? Or are you just biting your assorted tongues in misguided belief that “being nice” is nice? It’s falsehood. That’s what ‘nice’ is.

U

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5 Comments »

  1. An Obsession! Nice….. as a pupil my teachers used to tell me never to use “nice” as an adjective but they omitted to explain why. I eventually found out and as a teacher all but obsessed about my pupils not using “nice”. Imagine my delight when I found an entry in Chambers 20th Century Dictionary that gave a lovely definition: Nice, adj. used in vague commendation by those that are not nice…this following a list of meanings running to fully 17 in number. Imagine too my delight when I was asked,by Charlie, why not use the word? And I shewed him the Dictionary in question and his face broke into a broad grin shewing that he understood fully.

    As for phantastic….that is a completely acceptable spelling of the word… hold on i will check…Yes, the same 20th Century Dictionary gives it as does my copy of Shorter Oxford. So, to use a new vernacular,” You go girl”

    I hope you are feeling a smidgen better at least by now.

    Comment by Magpie 11 — March 14, 2011 @ 15:47 | Reply

    • Thanks David, I felt a lot better – as one does when employing pressure cooker’s safety valve. However, have just had word over at Ramana’s under his ‘obsessions’, by his brother of all people. Talk about love at first sight and being summoned to face firing squat. Whatever you do, Daphne: Diamonds, a yacht and millions not withstanding, never ever marry into an Indian family. They make decisions in tribes. They even assume you want to marry one of them despite declaring that you are not in market. And who can afford a herd of cows in this day and age?

      Have now to weigh up how to play another assault on my character. Should I admit to a below 45 IQ which apparently I sport? Living in W …. Where is my Atlas? Should I be humoroUs? Waste of time if you ask me. Should I be all huffy and be offended? Should I wait till son comes home only for him to tell me to grow up and to ignore arseholes darkening my orbit? Obviously the last being least labour intensive there is little I can object to.

      Shall now make a cup of coffee and go into the shallow depths of my not so elegant brain cell count.

      U

      Comment by Ursula — March 14, 2011 @ 16:24 | Reply

  2. How about reading my latest comment, to Barath, on the Obsessions post.

    No, you do not inspire wrath in me. You tickle my funny bone. We’re all a bunch of comic characters: http://www.flickr.com/photos/8185675@N07/2761070697/

    Comment by Cheerful Monk — March 14, 2011 @ 19:47 | Reply

  3. I do wonder sometimes why you stir up hornet’s nests and then complain when you get stung. ‘Tis a puzzlement.

    Comment by Cheerful Monk — March 14, 2011 @ 22:13 | Reply

  4. Ursula, you seem surprised when people come back at you. And, it is an almost universal response to you, so there may be a little fire under all that smoke.

    I think what you are missing is that those other people have feelings, too. You are not the only one who falls in love or in misery or experiences doubt or pain. You seem to mistake or just miss those other feelings.

    I agree with what you wrote on my blog about the different ones of us not just being sound bites to you. I think it is just a process of learning to care for one another.

    Comment by Conrad — March 14, 2011 @ 22:39 | Reply


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