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Saturday
Feb062010

Me Me Me

I've been meaning to post this illustration for a while.

And finally, sitting at my friend's outdoor table, I quickly sketched my experience after some lengthy ranting about the woman in question. It's what really happened between us when I was working for her.

There aren't too many people that really really get my goat, but this woman wins tops prize. I really tried to turn my hate vibes into love vibes, but have resorted to illustration-revenge!

I have been really working at the 'why do I attract people that talk AT me for hours' concept. I am seeing a very strong pattern in my life where I am interacting with these kinds. So far I've worked out that I'm a very active listener and invite it somehow, secondly perhaps I am meant to review my own talk-ability as one is often agitated by a trait they possess. This is still a work in progress.

But for now, the bitch gets it.

[current mood] Stu's Tacos & The Hives

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The post reminds me this:

Narcissist :
Ok, enough about me, let’s talk about you, now you tell me; what do you think about me?

February 6, 2010 | Unregistered Commenterkasra

You went through this for seven days??? Why?

February 6, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterIris

too true Kasra!!

And why did I put up with this? I thought at any moment she might just want to get to know me. Silly really!

February 6, 2010 | Registered CommenterNatalija Brunovs

Well... actually not that stupid, under normal conditions, that is!

February 7, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterIris

Explained beautifully. Mum and dad, however, can't figure out what the "lovely redhead" said on day 7. Hope you are not "mini-me".

February 9, 2010 | Unregistered Commenterdavida

Hey!
Hope I'm not one of them !

Listening and hearing? 2 different things?
Talking or regurgitating? Painting with words for the sake of it.?
What are they for anyway....
What is right/fair/unegoistic? 50/50 ?

A question is also an answer.....

Where are you now?

February 11, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterPeter

Maybe the woman lived so deep in her head that she continuously had brain farts?

She was maybe someone who looked but did not see, listened but did not hear, because her mind was still accelerating away?

"Therefore speak I to them in parables: because they seeing see not; and hearing they hear not, neither do they understand."

duh!

February 11, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterPeter

Hey Pete
We're all on a scale of listener to talker at any given point.
Perhaps it depends who you're up against. Against me, you were a 90% talker. I was a happy listener. But tomorrow, who knows. :)

February 14, 2010 | Registered CommenterNatalija Brunovs

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