One thing that gets me angry is if someone touches my stuff without permission. It doesn't matter if it's just 'nothing' because there is 'nothing' in my stuff, ever! I'm the sort of person who buys things for a reason and attaches so much meaning to stuff. It may just be a piece of cloth or a keychain or a stuffed toy, all of it has significant reasons why it's there in my life. So for somebody to just get it without my permission I feel violated and disrespected. I feel that you are not using your brain and I really feel not tolerant with people who do that. I'm usually very patient with people and their quirks but when my space gets violated and I 'lose' things or my stuff not being in order the way I placed it, I can be very angry.
All you have to do is ask permission and I will let you borrow my stuff. It's the same thing with not returning my stuff. Same degree of violation that I feel. My real friends know not to cross that line or else...
Anyway, the reason for this rant is Loven's staff which I will lovingly call KH. I'm tempted to name him Mr. Assuming but I won't. Now why the boon of my contention, you may ask? Let's just say he assumes too much. He assumed it's ok for him to use my print in his bloody friggin shirt! He assumed that it's ok to print the names and numbers of his bloody friggin football team using our silkscreen, paint, computer, paper and all. When confronted by Loven he assumed that he already mentioned it and asked permission already. He even moved my clothes rack and set-up to make way for his bloody friggin printing job. He also used my bloody friggin Martin Margiela book as weight for his bloddy friggin printing project! Now if it doesn't get you to transform into a nasty fashion monster then I don't know what!?
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! Kakainis!!!!
4 comments:
I feel for you.
On a different story, but similar note: I hate, hate, when someone "cleans up" my "mess". Yung tipong, may fabric swatches ka, watercolor and paper and all, akala nila nakakalat... or actually nakakalat nga. Pero I feel violated too when people arrange my stuff without permission. Kasi kahit it doesn't look organized, I still know every bit of where I put my things.
He also used my bloody friggin Martin Margiela book as weight for his bloddy friggin printing project! Now if it doesn't get you to transform into a nasty fashion monster then I don't know what!?
GOD! Some people are so inconsiderate!
hi Don,
just woke up to see one of the girls clean up the biomass i have been building up around some plants the last two years. she also ripped off some vines that i had planted around some palm trees. she thought were weeds. did i kill her? no, but her dna is altered irreversibly.
eugene
weyn - me too! basta ang rule ng cleaning help namin, just clean everything without touching the mess. hahaha! complicated pero she knows na.
paolo - yeah, sad but true. tapos when i confronted him of course he doesn't know who margiela is. ah basta kainis.
eugene - im afraid she's now mixed with the vines in the compost pit. hehehe :)
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