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Post by swankivy on May 20, 2011 22:45:38 GMT -5
Friendly Rivalry
Grade-school kids like Melanie and Tonya are famous for having dramatic fights and then making up again at the drop of a hat. Did you have on-again/off-again friendships like this? If you can remember, what did you and your playmates fight about?
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Post by customdesigned on May 21, 2011 12:37:43 GMT -5
I don't remember fight with anyone else, but I remember fighting with my sister. I was explaining what I had learned about why the sky was blue (air scattering blue light more than yellow). My sister, however, insisted that the sky was not in fact blue, but green. This infuriated me for some reason.
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Post by SHO! on May 22, 2011 16:15:17 GMT -5
No, if I fought with someone I was not related to it was usually about something serious enough for me to consider them an enemy. Usually it was someone that found it amusing to pick on me because I was the type to try to ignore that stuff for as long as I could. When it got to fighting back it was my one voice against dozens of others and no matter how witty I could be it couldn't match the laughter of that many. So then I'd have to physically pound the original instigator. I hated being backed into a corner like that.
More than all of that, I hated when adults implied I had such a feeble mind that I'd fight with someone one day and be friends again the next. That condescending bull$h!t enraged me to no end. Maybe that more than anything else prevented me from ever even wanting to make up with someone. I refused to let them be right.  A$$holes.
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Post by swankivy on May 23, 2011 19:15:18 GMT -5
Yeah, I know what you mean, SHO! If I was angry with a friend my mom used to sort of smile condescendingly (though I'm sure she wasn't TRYING to come off that way) and say "Don't worry, you'll make up in no time." Obviously I had been hoping for some sympathy if I bothered to tell her what was wrong, but to have the seriousness of my problems just laughed off and regarded as simplistic was not very comforting. As if my attitudes really were that mercurial even though I'd never demonstrated that fickle behavior in my life. . . .
Interestingly, though, I did have friends who did that sort of thing all the time. I was friendly with a girl who only hung out with me on the playground if she was fighting with her best friend, and that was pretty much every other week. I'd get to hear her bad-mouth her friend and just listen, and even though I was sad for her I was happy that it meant she wanted to spend time with me. Sadly I was (obviously) just being used, and as soon as they made up I was no longer in the picture.
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Post by SHO! on May 27, 2011 22:24:42 GMT -5
Yeah, I know what you mean, SHO! If I was angry with a friend my mom used to sort of smile condescendingly (though I'm sure she wasn't TRYING to come off that way) and say "Don't worry, you'll make up in no time." Obviously I had been hoping for some sympathy if I bothered to tell her what was wrong, but to have the seriousness of my problems just laughed off and regarded as simplistic was not very comforting. As if my attitudes really were that mercurial even though I'd never demonstrated that fickle behavior in my life. . . . Interestingly, though, I did have friends who did that sort of thing all the time. I was friendly with a girl who only hung out with me on the playground if she was fighting with her best friend, and that was pretty much every other week. I'd get to hear her bad-mouth her friend and just listen, and even though I was sad for her I was happy that it meant she wanted to spend time with me. Sadly I was (obviously) just being used, and as soon as they made up I was no longer in the picture. |
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