Please pardon my tirade, but it is happening whether you exonerate it or not.
If there is one thing Facebook inhabitants do that instantly sets my teeth on edge; makes me seethe with rage from every pore on my 5 foot, 6 inch frame and gets my brain fuming with putrid antagonism, it’s this lone act.
What is this thing that chaps my ass to the point of requiring extra-strength diaper rash cream, you ask?
It is a naturally occurring phenomenon that seems to repeat each time the dreaded status change of “in a relationship” transforms to “single” and there is an attractive person involved.
I know you know what I’m talking about.
Only seconds after the “submit” button is employed on the changers end, the baloney begins; the cockroaches emerge from their hiding places. The inmates of the virtual asylum initiate asinine commentary regarding the changed relationship status as if they have a clue vis-à-vis why said affair concluded, when they have anything but.
All hail blissful ignorance, right?
I have a friend of mine who met a great guy. They dated, they tried, but it didn’t work out. Shit happens. There doesn’t always need to be breakup worthy nuclear fallout with some kind of emotional catastrophe at the end –or so I have been told. Life does not always have to be a soap opera and neither do the comments regarding the end of a relationship.
Yet, when her relationship status changed, all of the “his loss” and “you’ll find someone great” came out of the woodwork. There was a clear majority undertone that somehow, someone was as fault, when there was nothing further from the truth. The statements may have been meant as encouraging, but it was clearly coming from a place of unjustifiable and absolute unfamiliarity with the goings on.
It was less than classy.
As I read the ensuing commentary, my blood boiled. Someone needed to set these nimrods straight. Therefore, I felt a need to add some elegance to what was quickly deteriorating into an egalitarian fray. I kept my reply simple and to the point. I commented only, “Love you both. Wish you both the best.”
Correct me if I’m wrong, but doesn’t the extra time it takes for you to absorb something you read and type a reply register to you as time you should take to think about what you are doing, opposed to penning a knee jerk reaction? If it doesn’t, it should.
If you take anything away from my outburst, I would hope that it would be this: The next time someone posts a change in their status with their significant other, instead of acting like a total douche and writing a novel that is really only pertinent to your limited relationship experience, consider keep your commentary unassuming and sophisticated. A simple, “wish you the best,” works just fine 100 percent of the time.
If there is one thing Facebook inhabitants do that instantly sets my teeth on edge; makes me seethe with rage from every pore on my 5 foot, 6 inch frame and gets my brain fuming with putrid antagonism, it’s this lone act.
What is this thing that chaps my ass to the point of requiring extra-strength diaper rash cream, you ask?
It is a naturally occurring phenomenon that seems to repeat each time the dreaded status change of “in a relationship” transforms to “single” and there is an attractive person involved.
I know you know what I’m talking about.
Only seconds after the “submit” button is employed on the changers end, the baloney begins; the cockroaches emerge from their hiding places. The inmates of the virtual asylum initiate asinine commentary regarding the changed relationship status as if they have a clue vis-à-vis why said affair concluded, when they have anything but.
All hail blissful ignorance, right?
I have a friend of mine who met a great guy. They dated, they tried, but it didn’t work out. Shit happens. There doesn’t always need to be breakup worthy nuclear fallout with some kind of emotional catastrophe at the end –or so I have been told. Life does not always have to be a soap opera and neither do the comments regarding the end of a relationship.
Yet, when her relationship status changed, all of the “his loss” and “you’ll find someone great” came out of the woodwork. There was a clear majority undertone that somehow, someone was as fault, when there was nothing further from the truth. The statements may have been meant as encouraging, but it was clearly coming from a place of unjustifiable and absolute unfamiliarity with the goings on.
It was less than classy.
As I read the ensuing commentary, my blood boiled. Someone needed to set these nimrods straight. Therefore, I felt a need to add some elegance to what was quickly deteriorating into an egalitarian fray. I kept my reply simple and to the point. I commented only, “Love you both. Wish you both the best.”
Correct me if I’m wrong, but doesn’t the extra time it takes for you to absorb something you read and type a reply register to you as time you should take to think about what you are doing, opposed to penning a knee jerk reaction? If it doesn’t, it should.
If you take anything away from my outburst, I would hope that it would be this: The next time someone posts a change in their status with their significant other, instead of acting like a total douche and writing a novel that is really only pertinent to your limited relationship experience, consider keep your commentary unassuming and sophisticated. A simple, “wish you the best,” works just fine 100 percent of the time.
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