A Nemesis

Tonight I'm planning on going to a party. I was invited by a co worker who is leaving soon to go to london and marry her long distance boyfriend. The party is being hosted at Shorty's house. Shorty, for the most part, doesn't seem to really like me. Or at least it's seemed this way for awhile.

I couldn't really put my finger on it for the longest time, and I probably still don't really understand it. But, on the contrary, Shorty herself get's on the bad side of many people, even those who are "all star" employees by many standards. So what the fuck? She doesn't like me, big deal.

So I think I have a slight indicator as to why she has an innate issue with me, even though we've never really talked before. It's because she's heard things about me, before even getting to know me. I call attention to previous blog post, "Venting about work" ... I went on a little rant, and got some steam off by blogging about a co worker who I hated. And she hated me, and most likely still does. I tried to get her fired, and she did everything she could, to make my time working with her a living hell. And I'm -so- glad that I don't work with her anymore. So glad :)

However our hatred for eachother is so powerful, that it rippled into each other's lives, even though it's been months, we now live on opposite sides of the city and work for different companies. Shorty's roomate, is best friends with that special girl I'll call my mini Nemesis.

I had the pleasure of metting Shorty's roomate today, who rolled her eyes at me upon hearing the words, "This is [my name]." I responded with, "So I've heard you've already heard a lot about me."
She responded with, "Yes, through your Nemesis." (more or less)

So I'm going to the party tonight. And I hope it's all for the best. I really wish I'd never been reminded of my Nemesis' existence and how our feelings towards one another STILL affects our lives. Oh well, I'll try to have a good time, and focus on mingling with people who DO actually like me.



....I wonder. If I put all the people who hate me into a room with one another, how would they interact with one another? How long would it take for them to figure out their common denominator? Would they plot to kill me? Would they conflict with one another since they generally are assholes anyways? I wonder... that would be one dangerous room. At least one of them has served a prison sentence and threatened my life. I saw him recently. It's funny. We acted as if we didn't even know each other. But when we looked into each other's eyes, we knew...

After he left, I told my supervisor, "I know that guy. He stalked and threatened to kill me 7 years ago, and served a prison sentence afterwards."
"WHAT?!"
"Yep."
"But you guys acted totally normal."
...yep.

And coincidentally...I saw someone else who I'm pretty sure wants to kick my ass just yesterday. I don't really know this guy...his name...why he hates me...it all eludes my memory. But what the fuck man? I haven't seen him since high school, and I remember that even back then, he hated me for some unknown reason. And his facial expression was exactly the same. It's as if I murdered his mother or something. He looked as if he was about to cry, combined with balled up fists and an internalized/bottled up HULK SMASH rage just eager to burst out. He obviously has an Anger Genie too, and he holds it by a leash, allowing it to come oh so very close to the surface. If we weren't in a public place, I'm pretty sure he would have started throwing punches/tackled me. I really don't remember why he hates me though. Oh well. He's angry and I'm not. I guess that means I win! :)