Monday, March 7, 2011

FBI Material. NOT.

The most interesting thing that has happened today:
That guy I went to high school with messaged me on facebook last week saying he got a new phone and needed my number again, because he had something he needed to tell me. I didn’t respond, trying to decide whether to give it to him or not. I finally did. 
Well, he texted me today. Told me he was just sworn into the Coast Guard. I said “Cool! Why did you decide to join?” he said because it will look good on his resume. HIS RESUME. Why the fuck would you join the military because of your RESUME. He has always pissed me off. He is a upper-middle class white male who has NO FUCKING IDEA what real life is like. He thinks joining the Coast Guard will get him into the FBI. This is the guy who won’t kiss a girl unless he’s married to her, by the way. Because that’s how God wants it to be.
So I eventually just said something about how it was stupid and I can’t believe he would be so closedminded and idiotic about his life plan and the course of action to achieve his life goals. I told him that I almost didn’t give him my number and that next time I won’t. 
Him: “Fine, because obviously i have the wrong number.”
Then I said: “Every time I ride a bus, I think about how you complained about public transportation because it won’t let YOU go as fast as you want in your CAR. I’m sorry that not everyone is a white male with the money for their own transportation or even health care. You’ve creeped on me for 2 years now, sending me winkies and saying weird things even though I’ve told you repeatedly that I have a boyfriend. Find your own friends who will bitch about things you feel entitled to while I can’t even afford my fucking medication and leave me alone.”
The funny thing? I feel totally fine today. I didn’t just go off on him. I felt fine before, and I feel fine now. No symptoms of my mental illness today. No depression or anxiety or frustration at all. And I feel no regret. I tried for years to teach him that most people need more help than he does, that they need public transportation and health care and things like that. I’ve tried to be patient. I’ve put up with bullshit Baptist shit he’s done/said/whatever. I tried to teach him. But he won’t learn. He refuses. He won’t read a single book except his precious Bible. And you know what? That is EXACTLY what will prevent him from getting into the FBI. He is not well-rounded. He cannot put himself into other people’s shoes. He will NEVER be able to think like anything he does not already think like. 
I sincerely hope the FBI calls me as a reference some day. Because if someone like him, Mister “my father makes over $100k a year and I have never had to do anything I’ve not wanted to do ever in my life. btw Jesus is the only reason to live!”, gets into the FBI, I will have lost all hope in this country.