Apparently, I fail.
An unheard of assertion, yes? After all, how could I, the great Rheah, fail? 'Tis blasphemy... Yes, I'm very aware of the fact that I sound like a big-headed moron, and I'll have the people reading this- who I am sure number maybe in the single-digits, that I try to be safely modest.
Besides, the only thing I fail at is Calc. And that has been fixed.
Anyhow, onto the story. Things will be color-coded to allow sense.
A while ago, I had planned to go to an anime convention with a few friends of mine. It was supposed to be this Saturday, and to be perfectly honest, this was not something that I had ever really been serious about- nor had it been anything that I had really pushed. It was merely a suggestion that I had made that I had never honestly made into something bigger than a 'Maybe we can do this, it'll be fun'.
So, about last week, on Friday I would wager, I told the one person who seemed to be really into this whole thing that I would not be able to go, but I didn't explain myself for it. He asked, and I told him that I really don't have the money to do it, and that my interest in anime has been waning daily for a long time, and that I honestly wasn't that up for it anymore. That did not seem to be something he could understand, and I'm not sure if he even got that message since he never signs in- we never see eachother in real life so our main means of communication is the internet [I will get to this in the moment].
So I log onto AIM today, and I'm invited into a chat with him and the second friend who was going to go. Four of us were actually planning on going, but I told the third person yesterday and she didn't seem to care one way or the other. I explained the situation, that I didn't have the money to afford going and that I'm not really into anime anymore and that the ten dollars I currently have to my name is going to my Dad's birthday present, but jokingly I suggested that hey, if they wanted to pay my way in, then I'd go. They actually agreed to it.
So we were making plans to go because that had been decided on when I remembered a very important point: Dad's birthday is on Tuesday, and because he can't take off work then, we're going to celebrate on Saturday. I said that, someone suggested Sunday. I said I wasn't up for it, but as well a second wrench was thrown into the equation- another friend has a huge Battle of the Bands competition on Sunday, and that is something that cannot be missed. Well, except by me because I don't have a ticket, but the second friend would not miss that for the entire world.
All hell broke loose.
Wait, it was mostly Friend #1 throwing an enormous bitchfit about it. Apparently, because of all of this it "felt like his life was falling apart", and that because 'RHEAH IS FAILING' the entire thing is ruined. HE EVEN TOOK A DAY OFF OF WORK WAHWAHWAH!
The ironic thing about this is really how much he fails. If I remember correctly, because of his oh-so SUPER IMPORTANT JOB ANSWERING TELEPHONES AT PIZZA HUT HOMG!!!111 he has not been able to do a single thing with our group of friends since 2007. He has missed birthday parties and all number of fun things the group does together because his minimum wage job is FAR MORE IMPORTANT to him than anything else, but because I have my Dad's birthday to celebrate I'm the one who fails? I'm sorry, but when it comes to family versus friends who put everything else off for their job, family is going to win.
It's especially ironic because he didn't even consider the possibility of- gasp!- going without me. There was still at least one person willing to go to the damned thing that he couldn't have gone with so no, I was not the person who ruined it. He was, to be honest, because now, after his gigantic tantrum, I wouldn't go even if I had nothing planned.
Unfortunately, he stormed off of the interwebs in a fit, but if he was here, I would have just one thing to say to him:
Grow the fuck up.
