Monday, May 12, 2008

The Asshole Strikes Again - Literally

Well, I was out tonight and ran into The Asshole (aka The Guy Who Owes Me Money - see posts below for details) after not having contact for a while. I went up to him and in a jokey way reminded him that he still owed me and that if he had money to be out drinking, he had the money to pay me back.
He waffled some things about "not now"... "I'm not in the mood"... or something ... and then came out with "I'll hit you". I laughed it off with a step closer and an incredulous "ha. really?"

He did. He drew back and slogged me with a loose fist right across the cheek. Through shock (I've never been hit in the face by ANYONE before, especially seriously - out of anger/hatred. I saw it coming but thought he was at least half joking and would stop an inch from my face though. If I knew he wouldn't, I would have ducked.) I instinctively hit back, and although I can't tell you if I connected all that well, he was kinda bent over turned away from me when someone stepped between us. My kick-boxing instructor would have been a little disappointed; someone hadn't stepped between us, so I didn't get a chance to connect with the balls.

He got dragged (led?) out of the bar and I went back to my group.

So, I've officially been hit by a guy. Who knew that such low life forms still existed?

At least I can say I've been in a bar fight....

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Excuses for not paying me back

"I'm here and everyday I go for broke. I don't have 100 bucks in my account."

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Needing Advice About Asshole Men

Situation: When I went back home over Christmas, I left my plants in the care of a guy who was a friend/acquaintance. He lives in the floor above me, and although I knew he wasn't the most reliable person, I really had no one else to ask who would be around while I was away, and still here when I got back. I also needed a bill paid for me while I was away (since he lives in the same building, I figured it wouldn't be that hard for him to collect my mail and pay the bill for me) and gave him $100 to cover it. I asked him if he could do this for me, assured him I wouldn't be offended if he said no, and made sure he was willingly taking on this responsibility.

While I was back home, I occasionally got in touch with him, and he said all was going well.

I came back to Korea and found that one of my plants had died. Ok - not that big a deal. I was a little disappointed, but oh, well. Like I said - no big deal.
He hadn't paid the bill. Again - a little pissed off, but no big deal. The penalty was only 5 bucks.

The issues began when 1) he didn't give me back the plant pot of the plant that had died (it was a nice one) and 2) he said he didn't have the money right then to give back to me.

I said "no worries". I'm generally pretty laid back and don't get worked up over little things. He lives in my building, so it wasn't like I wasn't going to see him again. I gave him the thank-you presents I'd gotten him in Australia, anyway (I've been brought up well in this department, I believe), but I regret doing this. He doesn't deserve them.

After a week or so, I messaged asking if I could drop by and get the plant pot and the money. No answer.

After another few weeks, I ran into him. He said he knew he owed me money, and that he would catch up with me next week. Again, nothing.

I messaged again with no reply.

After another few weeks, I messaged again, receiving the response "I don't have it". Now, as an aside, that is pure BS. How many adults do you know with a well-paying job who don't have $100 in their bank account? There is an ATM on the ground floor of our building - it would take 1 minute to go down and drop the money off on his way back up to his floor.

So I sent him the reply to have it to me by Friday. After no reply, I messaged asking him to give me a date he would pay it back. He mentioned a date a few months away, and at a time when I knew he would be leaving the country.

Well, to hell with that. It had now been over three months since I'd gotten back.

I started messaging everyday, knowing I was bugging him, sending him the chorus of "song for the dumped" by Ben Folds, and annoying the shit out of him.

His latest message has been "stop annoying me or you won't see a dime... I promise you."

OMG!! What is wrong with this person?!? He owes me money. End of story. It's not a hostage. It's not a negotiation. Besides, I did "not annoy" him for three months, and that got me nowhere.

I have a feeling it's now become a game for him - to see how long he can go without paying me and seeing if I'll back down with the messages and being "annoying". It's a game I'm not going to play. He may be an immature dickless asshole, but I'm not (ok, so I stooped to passive aggressiveness for a little while, but I'm not proud of it). This situation is frustrating, infuriating, upsetting, annoying, irritating....

So what do I do? At this stage I'd like to tell him to go fuck himself with the $100 and let it go. Honestly, he's not worth $100. At the same time, it's money I'd really like back. Plus, I don't want him to mistakenly think that he's "won" this "game". He owes me the money. Why can't he just pay it back?

I really don't get it. What is the big deal about paying back money you owe someone? What kind of inconsiderate, indecent, selfish, stupid prick is he? I'm no paragon when it comes to consideration, money, and other things, but if someone asked me to do them a favor like pay a bill for them and gave me money to do it, and I just happen not to have done it (it would have to be something pretty big for me not to follow through with a promise like that, though. If I knew I wouldn't be able to do it, I wouldn't have taken on the favor), I would be apologising profusely and giving the money back to them asap.

What is wrong with people?

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Decency = Consideration

After a few recent experiences that have pushed my buttons and irritated me, when I am generally a pretty calm and un-irritable person, I am venturing a theory that inconsideration is at the root of all that is wrong with the world.

While I certainly have not developed this theory to an exegesis level and it's not perfect, the more I think about it (especially in relation to issues with others that hurt, irritate, or anger me), the more I like it. I consider myself a decent person, thanks to fantastic parents who taught me about valuing others, even if I dislike them. In no way am I perfect in this area (or ANY area, for that matter), but I still consider myself to be a decent person who attempts to live with values such as thoughtfulness and consideration for others.

Inconsideration has many facets; selfishness, egotisticalness (ok, not a real word, but you know what I mean), etc, etc. More often than not, people hurt each other because of inconsiderate behaviour, which ranges from pollution (inconsideration towards the environment), vandalism (inconsideration towards strangers) and simple thoughtlessness to far worse (inconsideration towards friends). Often acts of inconsideration lead to other problems: rifts in relationships, unforgiveness.... I could go on, but I'm lazy and after working in Korea as an English teacher for over two years, I now lack the vocabulary.

There are many examples I could give, but I'm sure you've got the idea. Think of anytime someone's behaviour has hurt you, and I'm sure at least 95% of the time it can be attributed to inconsideration.

Why can't people just be decent?

Saturday, April 05, 2008

I Can't Sleep

So now I can't sleep. To help with this, I'm going to spew thoughts into this blog so that they are no longer in my brain.

1. I will never understand men.

2. I forgot number 2. I could repeat, or reiterate number 1, though.

3. Why do people think it's a good idea to drink so much? Do you really think it's sexy to forget that you have already paid for your BigMac and try to dance to the elevator music they are playing while waiting for your fries as a way of hitting on me?

4. I think I've become a little obsessed with cleaning my floor, and to be honest, I don't think it's such a bad thing. It takes 5 minutes to run a broom over it every morning instead of 20 minutes to clean on Saturday morning.

5. I'm a seriously good cook and am thinking of marrying myself.

6. Why is it that when you can't sleep your brain starts writing (and editing) blog posts, usually (at least partly) about not being about to sleep which makes your brain write blog posts, which you then have to write.

7. More people should listen to Jimeoin. He cracks me up. Especially his bit about thongs, barbies, and the cockatoo.

8. No one ever reads number 8.

9. Lists are always in even numbers, and I think I'm ready to sleep, now.