Let's see.
It's a good day gone bad, all because my aunt decided she's queen of the world once again. I have no idea how she managed to connect my using the internet to surviving in the work place.
Before I forget the LULZ that my aunt did, I'll vent it out now.
Let me explain further.
I was using the internet like I usually did, when all of a sudden, my aunt texted my sister that she has been calling the PLDT phone but nobody was answering.
Laida (our maid) and I were downstairs where the phone was located, but we didn't hear the usual ringing of the phone. They asked me to log off the internet so they could use the phone, and so I did.
When I talked to my aunt, she began firing off on how I should stop using the internet for over an hour and limit my internet usage to fifteen minutes (talk about conservative, yes people, they're definitely not techies). She proceeded by saying that checking emails do not usually take a long time (considering how slow this PC is, I really don't agree but I decided to just shut up) emphasizing that she also knew how to check her emails (and that's significant because...?). I explained to her my computer's really slow. I further explained that during the time the PLDT phone couldn't ring and I was using the internet, I didn't know that something's wrong with the phone.
What followed made my aunt worthy of being awarded the "most understanding aunt" alive and me worthy of the "most sarcastic bitch" award. My aunt, being the understanding person that she has always been, accused me of being defensive and also blamed me of disrespecting her. (Her self-proclaimed authority, hah.)
I didn't even had the chance to say that I'll follow her orders and just limit my internet usage for now since I understood we only have one phone as of the moment. I was pretty okay with it, until she blabbered on how evil I was for "disrespecting elders". (Who's being defensive again? She refuses to admit her own defensiveness.)
Noooo, she just had to accuse me of being defensive. I had no intention of being defensive that time. I was only trying to explain what I'd been doing during the incident because I felt bad about the situation, that my mom got worried that she couldn't contact any of the phones; that I've been taking my sweet time using the internet while their blood pressures are ready to send their pitiful bodies to hell (if there is one, this world's hell enough if you ask me).
Auntie calls it disrespect? I could always give her my ass. Now that's disrespect. But I didn't. I freakin' remained quiet, rarely given the chance to speak.
I was sooo tempted to order a voodoo doll online with her face on it and curse her. But I remained quiet and attempted to explain but she cut me off all the time like she's the only one worthy to be heard.
She further scolded me for "answering" back (well, what am I supposed to do?) when I never raised my voice even a notch. Lasting bad impressions from my rebellious phase perhaps?
She also continued to berate me that I'll probably have a difficult time on the job dealing with people because if I keep arguing with my mother, I won't do well with work. (Yeah right. Tell that to Donald Trump.) She rambled on and on about how I will have a hard time dealing with other people at work because in the arguments with my mom, she indicated I was the one at fault because I explained myself (they see it as a form of answering back or disrespect). The reason? Because I'm the fucking child. Just because I'm the child gives them the right to be, ugh, right?
Any kind of answering back is a form of disrespect, even if the older person is being irrational?
Spotted any logical fallacy in there? I sure did.
So in the end, I'm still the criminal?
Bullshit.
I ended up feeling worse.
It's a load of crap. With adults like them around, I'm not surprised why so many young ones are either misled or just plain stupid nowadays. They blame the young ones for their own faults. Being an adult who has seen enough of teenage minds to find them more sincere than most adults, I think adults nowadays are no better than who they're blaming.
She forgot one important thing though. Those other people she's referring to aren't my mother, and my family life is quite different from my professional life. I can set these two apart at least. I still have trouble trying to control my sensitivity, but I should start doing therapy on myself by changing my perspective about a situation.
It's good conflict management practice, and it'll be useful once I enter the work world. Turn frustrations into a strength, yeah yeaaah! :D
The conversation ended with me not getting the chance to speak, and her telling me she'd expect I won't use the internet for more than fifteen minutes for the meantime, which was what i was planning to do in the first place. She fucking wasted my time with her useless lecture.
I never acted disrespectfully in any way. I'm tempted to disrespect her after that stunt though, but if I do that, it will only make things worse. Perform a voodoo maybe. Just kidding. I'm just glad there are "blogs" around to write down my frustrations.
Knowing my aunt, she's pobably informing the world that I'll eventually become a bad wife to my husband, a bad mother to my equally bad children with an even worse career all because of my baaaaad personality (all because I simply wanted to explain why I've been using the internet). Well, auntie dear, go ahead and continue your yapping mouth. Tell everybody in your pathetic little circle how bad I am...don't worry, I understand your need to vent out. I'm gonna vent out as well and rant about you on the internet where everybody can read about how bad you are too. (For someone who likes to brag about her knowledge about emails, she's quite foreign to the idea of blogs.)
She compared how similar my "defensive" attitude was to my Dad (my parents are separated you see) and how I am on my way to following his god-forsaken footsteps to failure because my mom and I just happened to disagree on a lot of things (logical fallacy people! ). Ouch, right? Yes, it did hurt. I can't count on my mom to defend us from her, because my mom would rather be quiet and prevent any fighting between the two of them. Anyway, I wasn't hurt because I was compared to my Dad. I actually got my creativity, my love for animals, my interest in writing, my love for gaming, and a whole lot of other things from my Dad. I realized how everybody in my mom's side of the family scorned him and gave us unrealistic impressions of him. They tried to change him in ways he couldn't adapt. When I dug up my Mom and Dad's lovelife, I found out they were actually about to break-up when my Mom learned my Dad (her boyfriend then) was cheating on her. She persuaded my Dad that if he loved her, he would marry her....and so they got married during their early 20s. There's something missing in this story. I just can't put my finger on it. She simply told me she thought my Dad would change if they got married and they can work it out. Whatever. All I knew from the information I've gathered is that the marriage was heading for rocksville in the first place.
Being one of the first (and probably the only one in my mother's side) to understand my dad's position and why he made those mistakes in life, and being the very first one to really forgive him and acknowledge how that experience affected me, I was more hurt that she'd say something as nasty as telling me that I'll fail to achieve my goals! In addition, blaming me for something having an attitude I never displayed. I was angry on how how totally unfair she was to put down my Dad like that.
What is she new? Of course I'd probably acquire some his genes or attitude whatsoever, he's my friggin' biological father. Just because I do have some of these traits doesn't mean other people don't have similar behaviors as well. But not all ended up as her idea of failure. Just because I'm my father's child, it doesn't mean I won't succeed. I'm pretty accomplished where I am. I have my share of negative traits, probably some I've acquired through genetics or some because of my environment, but either way I'm not hiding them. Doesn't she know that negative traits could be turned into strengths?
Ha! I'm doing very well thank you. I will not let a measly comment like that stop me from achieving what I've worked hard for! Once I've succeeded, they'll probably find something to criticize about me, the most probably origin why I tend to criticize myself and my works. This is also why I find the mentality of people accusing me of writing only for fame (particularly those from the FFnet community) to be good examples of mind-blowing humor.
*sigh*
There's got to be a Win/Win situation here somewhere. Oh life.
Well anyway, my emotional stability will be better off if I ignore the nasty things she's planning to say or what she is already saying about me (she's been doing it since I was a kid), because if I can deal with and tolerate a fellow bitch like her then it'll be pretty easy for me to deal with people possessing her kind of orally-inclined, brain-deprived bitchiness, whether from work or school or from another planet. My patience could be stretched and that'll be an advantage for me.
Yes, I'm also a bitch --- just because I speak what's on my mind. I use my brain, not my pride. God wanted me to experience suffering. (Probably to turn me into a diamond? Diamonds are subjected to extreme pressure before they are made. If he/she did, I've got to be a pointy-shaped one. Mwahaha. ) When you look at it, God also wanted my family to suffer too since they were subjected to the pressures of putting up with a child who deviates from their beliefs, bwahaha! So I was born to a conservative, close-minded family who unfortunately descended from a Spanish bloodline (read how Spaniards act throughout Philippine History and you'll get to know how my family functions); it's the root of my profound hatred towards enculturation. But then again, their conservative-style Filipino mentality enabled me to separate my hatred of their attitude that their beliefs are the only right perspectives in the world from who they are as people....who they are as my family.
Sure I hate their tendency to power-trip in our family hierarchy, but I love them nevertheless --- hey, they're family. Their behavior may say something about who they are, but it could only tell so little about a them --- it's not their totality.
My sister's pissed off with my aunt's short-circuit logic as well. I don't blame my sis for resenting my aunt deeply, and now that I've been the object of it again, I'm currently sharing this feeling. This will probably go away in a week or so. Hahaha.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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