Share the hate on day eight

Oh, I really don’t like to sully my blog so soon after my loving post on Lauren but sully I must because here comes day eight.

Let it be known that there are a few choices for this one, peeps: there’s the sociopathic ex-relative who made ALL our lives a living hell. There was a horrible girl I knew in college named Terry who was such a manipulative bitch that she turned my friends against me and when I called her on it, they all shunned me. Yes, I said SHUNNED! And there was Rob, an idiot who turned a week in Boca Raton FL into one of the most miserable weeks of my life.

But the winner of this award goes to a boyfriend I had when I was 28 named Bill whom I met on a computer bulletin board back in the day. “Bad Boyfriend Bill” is how I remember him and while we dated for less than six months, he managed to be a shithead of EPIC proportion in that short of a time. That takes talent, yes?

Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like crap.

I am not even sure where to start but if I list his PROS and CONS, I think you’ll see why I kept him around as long as I did*

PRO: he had certain (ahem) skills which caused this girl to go into some funky trance where thinking and rational abilities went out the window.

CON: (strapped in and ready to go?)

1) He was a psychotic liar who was cheating on me even as he lived in the apartment for which I paid the rent and bought food. My mom’s friend worked at a restaurant and he’d go there with that girl. So, I had to hear it from my mom – several times. That was fun.

2) He was cruel, disdainful and made me feel as if I were the stupidest person on the planet despite my college degree and his lack of even a high school diploma

3) He hit on a couple of my friends.

4) The last time I saw him, we got into a fight and he sort of slugged me – his elbow catching me under my chin and made me fall on the street. I stood up, thought to myself “Look where your life is. Leave now.” and I walked away, never to see him again.

And now, karma: years later, on a whim I answered an ad on a local dating site because it caught my eye. Guess who??? hahahahah I made up some fake name and email address and corresponded with him for a few days. He was married (!!) and had a child and was clearly still into his cheating ways because there he was, placing a personal ad. Shitheads never change, do they?

I was going to mess with his head a bit but I know the Universe would have beaten my ass for that so I stopped corresponding. I did happen to see a picture and goodness, he didn’t age well. (hehehehe)

(I managed to condense six months of non-stop hell into a few paragraphs. Trust me when I say he was a very, very bad man. I don’t think he killed anyone but he was pretty bad just the same.)

*but the sex was out of this world