All I wanted was a moment of happiness. A small taste of what it might be like to not be constantly depressed. But I guess that was too much to ask.
I was told in no uncertain terms that if I wish to remain on cast that I cannot be seen with LO2 at any cast related events or shows as it gives us the image of having a 'predator' on cast. Nice. Predator. Yeah, I am stalking 18 year old girls and luring them into my white van.
What really pisses me off is when I did the wrong thing I got congratulated and high-fived. When I tried to make it right by doing what I thought was the right thing, I get condemned as scum. AND the whole double standard of age difference. Some sample couples on cast: 36/24, 38/31, 42/33, 37/19. See I am the ONLY one who has ever dated someone younger than me. Yeah right. But it just pisses me off too that I had to hear it third hand. Have the balls to talk to me directly.
Dealt with all that yesterday and then came home to find a dead car. The kid had left the parking lights on all day and drained the battery. I had an eyebrow appointment which made it rough, but I got it jumped, got it charged and was able to go. Brought home burgers, watched four episodes of X-Files, went to bed.
Tonight I am hoping to talk to LO2 and let her know what is up. This may not end well...
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
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