The WWW has it's abundance of jerks. Step in and you find all shapes and sizes. Young jerks, old jerks! Fat jerks, thin jerks! Ugly jerks, handsome jerks! Weird jerks and the really weird jerks! Dealing with them is tough business and there is no clear way, give them a hand and they want a whole arm. Not pleasant at all!
Butting heads with them repeatedly is not only frustrating but also very draining. You can either deal with them by knocking sense into these fools or you can simply turn the other cheek and move on. If you choose to deal with them, after sometime your Jerk Radar goes haywire. You become so sick and tired of these weirdos that you tend to avoid them at all cost. That's what I have become; A person who avoids!
With my jerk radar gone bonkers sometimes I tend to shoot down people wrongly. Such a case happened recently when I was conversing with a recent contact. It was a nice conversation which took a sharp turn in the wrong direction. Maybe it wasn't entirely my fault, maybe it was. I'm not sure about it yet!
Let me give you guys abit of the background story first. My blog address is displayed on my Orkut profile and people from Orkut visit my blog frequently. They have read about Nathan and want to get to know him. I don't mind. By all means Orkut is a social networking site, so get social! I can provide you the link to his profile so you can add him up, but what you do with the information is your game.
I don't give out information about others. Knowledge that is directly linked to a person's identity or some personal information is not a topic of discussion for me. The university he attends, the place where he lives, his cellphone number, his romantic history and alike are strictly confidential. You may know the same person that I do but that does not mean that I will tell you what I know about him. Nor will I want to know what you know about him. If we both know the same thing, I have no problem discussing. But expect no exchange of knowledge. That's a rule I abide to very strictly!
So ever since the last few posts, people's curiousity about Nathan has grown. They want to get to know him. I don't mind that. You want to know him, you can ask him. I don't boil with jealousy and anger when I see him conversing with other people. Yes, he's my boyfriend. But he's also an individual of his own. Sure, he is a tougher cookie to crack compared to me! So expect some real conversations to happen before he warms up. Back to the dude I was talking with which lead to this post. It wasn't really his fault, but before he came along there were two others who had irked me really bad. The poor soul had to bear the brunt of their wrong-doings with my back-lash.
The first of the two fools wanted to know everything about Nathan. And by everything I mean absolutely everything from the little personal details of his background to what he likes between the sheet. He pissed me off completely but it's not my first impulse to fight back. So I politely replied that since he's in a relation with me, he pretty obviously likes me between the sheets. Apparently I wasn't successful in being able to drill my intention with that sarcastic remark. "Woh toh achi baat hai, lekin us ko kiss may mazza aata hai?" (Translation; That's good, but what does he enjoy? ).
That was the last straw that broke the camel's sore back. I told him it's none of his business what we do, I don't ask him what he did to the unfortunate person he slept with last time. Probably annoyed him to madness with his pestering attitude. I closed the window and blocked him off.
A few days later another person inquired whether we ( Nathan and I) would be interested in a threesome with him. WTH?! We have had one personal moment where we managed to find a few hours to ourselves completely. We want more time together, just the two of us. We don't want a threesome. We hardly can manage to get time alone for ourselves. This was the second time I'm talking to you, do you really think I'm that chummy by now to spring this question?
So maybe I'm not entirely to blame when the third person inquired that he wanted to ask me something about Nathan. But even then, I should have bothered enough to at least wait till he asked me what he wanted to know before I exploded and it should be of no surprise that he reacted and a small squabble ensued. I signed off but didn't block him. I felt bad about it later so I left him a few off-liners stating my apology. Being a genuinely nice guy that he was, he responded and we're friends again. Also he finally managed to ask me. He wanted how does Nathan feel about the distance between us.
I realized that he genuinely wanted to wish us well and my earlier reaction to him was completely uncalled for. But can't help it! With all these miss-fits around, it's hard to distinguish the nice from the vice. My jerk meter is still swinging crazier than a broken compass but now I don't react by jumping to conclusions. It took a swift lesson, but I learned. However let the jerks be warned, dare you cross paths with me expect the fastest fingers in the WWW to shoot you down before you can say 'Phunk Me!'