Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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Because She's Freaking Delusional

Ok my stalker pissed me off. Now she believes she knows more about my life than I do! And it all started when she said "uber" to describe her excitement over the new episode of House. First of all, and let's not be confused here, I introduced her to House, but somehow she believes it was otherwise (bitch doesn't remember how she was borrowing my season one DVD set, if she introduced me to House, I'd be borrowing DVDs from her). So, ignored this little fact, but commented on her usage of the word "uber," I said it was weird she would use the word. She responded: But all the cool people use it. So I told her she should stop trying to follow the crowd and just be herself. She got angry and asked me to stop being critical. Then she changed the subject, and again used my phrase "relocating" (meaning "stealing") referring to some boxes she stole. First of all, get your own fucking phrases! As soon as she mentioned it, I jumped at her saying that she's using my phrase, but then corrected myself saying it was my supervisor's saying. So then she CORRECTED me saying it wasn't my supervisor's saying but his boss's. Uhm... and then she told me the story of how the boss invented it. Keep in mind, she was not present at the event.

Her side of the story
My young supervisor needed some pins, so he asked me to walk around the building and take some off a random bulletinboard. I did so. Then his boss came in and my supervisor told him that I was stealing the pins. The boss laughed and said it wasn't stealing, it was relocating since it happened in the same building.
And this is what happened according to her, but in reality...

The actual incident
My supervisor needed some pins so he asked me to walk around the building to snag some from random bulletinboards. I said that it's stealing, so I won't do it. He then laughed and said it was just relocating.

See, different? The two stories are completely different! Then she called me a liar, that this is not what happened. Omg, I think I know what happens in my life. And how can she know better? I mean, she wasn't in the same building that time. She didn't even work at the same place as me (that was two years ago when I had some work study position). My bitchy stalker continued saying that she never forgets what people tell her because she has a fabulous memory (she always says I have a bad one), but damn, was she totally off this time! I mean, I could understand it if we had a difference of opinion on who said it first, because people sometimes confuse trivial stuff like that; but in this case, it's not just who said what, but the whole event is skewed in her head.

Man, the woman is delusional. She needs to find a life and get her own words.

1:58 a.m. - May 04, 2006

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