Tuesday, Feb. 22, 2005 - 3:25 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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Loads of Hey
So, if someone wrote a long rant picking apart everything you said, stating you weren't respectful of someone's opinion (it wasn't an opinion, it was one of the don'ts in a list of "Club Etiquette do's and don'ts".. ie don't address or speak to anyone in a club wearing a collar since a collar means they belong to someone and cannot speak to anyone and if you address anyone with a collar on you will out yourself as a newbie... um, hello? People wear collars for everything from fashion to being 24/7 lifestyle slaves)...
so, if someone wrote this long rant picking apart what you had said, and prefaced it with "Hey, "... such as "Hey Wench77, why don't you extend some of this respect for others that you're always going on about"... would you see the hey as "hi!, hello!" as in
"Hey, Bob! wanna see a film?"
Or would you see the hey as "hey, you!"
"Hey! over there! shut up!"
Well, I answered the email and after signing "Sincerely, Wenchie" I added "Please do NOT "hey" me. Thankyou".
apparently that was a complete overreaction, reading negativity into a simple "hello", and an unexplained weird button.
Evidence what this ESL site says:
Hmmm. The second definition is "can be used informally to greet friends or peers". But the first definition is expressing negative emotion. Funny how I seem to be the only one who might read it negatively when it is the opening greeting from someone who dislikes me (has responded negatively in the past) and continues with how I am wrong wrong wrong.
The lady in question has apparently a lover who is hulklike, rivalling the governator, and collared to her, and all these swishy women wiggle their hips at him and twirl their floggers and how could they be so rude, and since he is a gentle giant he can't say no and thus is on strict orders never to speak. She gives him pencil and paper. She agrees that people should respect his collar and never address him.
Now I am not sure what he should do with the pencil and paper if no one is addressing him anyways, nor how keeping him from speaking would keep the women from batting their eyes and swishing their hips. Nor how everyone in a club should know that he is under such orders without asking.
I am also not sure why she having such an arrangement with her hunk (as she called him over and over) should justify a crossboard club etiquette statement of "A collar means the wearer does not exist outside his owner's orders and should never be addressed nor spoken to. Doing so is an immediate "spot the newbie" " which applies to everyone. Perhaps if they make all speaking collared persons remove their collars at coatcheck?? Perhaps if all clubs in America ban collars worn for fashion or if it doesn't mean you are owned by someone?
I am rather dumbfounded since I wear a collar often, have in fact three or four of them, which go with various outfits. They look nice, they "usually" make your outfit look more submissive (helps cut down the needy men looking for a dominatrix). And even people who thought I might belong to someone have addressed me, if only to inquire who my "owner" was. And that happened, um, once in 12 years of going out to clubs.
So hmm. Just think of the hundreds if not thousands of people who interacted with me who were all wrong wrong wrong. And miss "my man cannot say no, and why can't these sluts find their own man" is right. And I should take being "hey"d.
Do NOT Hey! me. I think it's up there with my ex asking me not to use "sweetie" in conjunction with a criticism. Totally fair to ask. And i stopped. I didn't argue.
Sorry, that makes me quite angry. Idiot people who insist their wishes should be applied to all, no matter who the others are, or what they desire. Grrr..
ok, my fingers are cold. I didn't get much work done today. Meeting for the Illustrators council. Went well, and was sort of fun. But really cuts the evening short.
But the snow is great. Fluffy snow. Gads of fluffy snow. I should take the snowshoes out. And stop eating Maxifruits oatmeal and raspberry cookies. Dang. Do NOT buy those things. They eat too easily. plop plop. hehe.
and remember, only "hey" me if it's nice, and you're my friend.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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