dashcat
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This is a relatively mild situation, but it showcases the baffling, fractured thinking process of the typical difficult child.
Last night D and I went tothe calling hours of my dear uncle. She was sweet and respectful all night, nimbly dodging questions about college from well-meaning and clueless relatives.
Afterward, we went for pizza during which time she regales me with tales of her boyfriend and how disrespectful he is becoming. He, for example, is communicating with several old GFs of facebook, yadda, yadda, yadda, smile and nod, smile and nod.
Meanwhile, poor innocent Mike is wating on us. Mike looks to be about 25, clean cut, nice guy. Pays absolutely no attention to D other than to dispense with his waiterly duties.
She mentions he's cute, marvels that he rememered her TWO LEMONS in her water, as if it were a sign....
Later, she asks for a pen. I give it to her before i realize she intends to leave him her phone number!!! She begins scribbling and grinning and tucks it under the plate!
She looks at my fairly astonished face and says "What???" "Well,," I reply "Weren't you just saying you and B made up and were doing well following his promise nott o contact old GFs?" "What would he think of this?" She sayd "I know I'm being a hypocrite". I ask "but you're still going to do it?" "Uh Huh." "Why". "B will be jealous!"
"And mabye things will fall apart with B and I can see this guy!" alll with a gleeful smile on her face.
Ok. This waiter LITERALLY barely noticed her. And, yet, she was willing to leave her phone number for this complete stranger to decide if he would contact her.
nevermind this could be Ted Bundy's little brother .... that's not the even the point as she seems to exhibit no regard for safety.
It's the magicaL ME ME thinking that blows me away. In her mind, this sweet guy would call her. Perhaps arrive on horseback. The boyfriend, whom she claims to love and wants to marry, would slink off into the sunset OR get on a bigger horse and do battle. She doesn't care which scenario plays out, as long as she gets to star in the story....and nevermind how ANYONE feels about this.
ARRRGHHHH!!
by the way, she didn't leave the note due to my continued calling her on it (I often cite the golden rule at times like this). Had I not been there, the note would have been left. And, besides, WHO does this with their mother right there?
Sigh....
Dash
Last night D and I went tothe calling hours of my dear uncle. She was sweet and respectful all night, nimbly dodging questions about college from well-meaning and clueless relatives.
Afterward, we went for pizza during which time she regales me with tales of her boyfriend and how disrespectful he is becoming. He, for example, is communicating with several old GFs of facebook, yadda, yadda, yadda, smile and nod, smile and nod.
Meanwhile, poor innocent Mike is wating on us. Mike looks to be about 25, clean cut, nice guy. Pays absolutely no attention to D other than to dispense with his waiterly duties.
She mentions he's cute, marvels that he rememered her TWO LEMONS in her water, as if it were a sign....
Later, she asks for a pen. I give it to her before i realize she intends to leave him her phone number!!! She begins scribbling and grinning and tucks it under the plate!
She looks at my fairly astonished face and says "What???" "Well,," I reply "Weren't you just saying you and B made up and were doing well following his promise nott o contact old GFs?" "What would he think of this?" She sayd "I know I'm being a hypocrite". I ask "but you're still going to do it?" "Uh Huh." "Why". "B will be jealous!"
"And mabye things will fall apart with B and I can see this guy!" alll with a gleeful smile on her face.
Ok. This waiter LITERALLY barely noticed her. And, yet, she was willing to leave her phone number for this complete stranger to decide if he would contact her.
nevermind this could be Ted Bundy's little brother .... that's not the even the point as she seems to exhibit no regard for safety.
It's the magicaL ME ME thinking that blows me away. In her mind, this sweet guy would call her. Perhaps arrive on horseback. The boyfriend, whom she claims to love and wants to marry, would slink off into the sunset OR get on a bigger horse and do battle. She doesn't care which scenario plays out, as long as she gets to star in the story....and nevermind how ANYONE feels about this.
ARRRGHHHH!!
by the way, she didn't leave the note due to my continued calling her on it (I often cite the golden rule at times like this). Had I not been there, the note would have been left. And, besides, WHO does this with their mother right there?
Sigh....
Dash