The Falling Out

I used the last pill pocket this morning. The word “last” is an overstatement because I scraped little bits and pieces of remnants of pill pockets and molded them around the pill. Fortunately, I was able to cover the pill and Grizzley gobbled it up.

Upon arriving at work, I asked Sam, Wanna go to Petco later? Sam answered, No. I said, Why not? Sam proceeded with an exasperated expression on his face, What is this? You asked a question, and I gave you an answer.

This is a perfect example of “why” the falling out between Sam and me. He gets frustrated and exasperated by the injustice bestowed upon him by my refusal to just accept his first answer and let him be instead of asking why or having the gall to ask again. This would be all well and good except that he himself does the exact same thing. And why would he not? Isn’t it normal for people to do this? I mean for normal people, not some selfish bitch like me. Just a few weeks ago, I introduced him to the Furminator, and he wanted to go get one at Petco the next day and wanted me to go with him. But I didn’t want to go. He kept asking, and I ended up going with him, and I didn’t, at any point, say I gave you an answer, why don’t you accept it like some pompous ass. That brings up another point. He thinks it’s absolutely absurd for me to ask him to go to Petco with me to begin with when he doesn’t have anything to buy. Umm.. hello? That’s what I call, I already scratched your back, so scratch mine, bitch!

I’d imagine it’s unpleasant to be told You asked a question, and I gave you an answer even if he is an abnormality of a human being, a freak of nature who never asks me twice for something I’ve already said no to. It’s infuriating to hear it when I know for a fact he does the same thing all the time. When I pointed out later after I calmed down (I had to calmed down cause I can’t blow up in the office, you see) that if he somehow imagined that he never does this and if he’s sure he didn’t ask me more than once the last time we went to Petco, he realized his own idiocy and he apologized. This is just one tinzy winzy example of the “fights” we have that usually result in us not talking to each other for a few days because apology comes once in a blue moon.

Once, when he was taking care of my pets when I went on a business trip for 3 days, he came to my place once a day to feed them and let them potty. One fucking time a day! Oh, and did I mention one fucking time a day?! The reason Sam was the only person I trusted with my pets even with this incident is that I know he is 100% trustworthy when it comes to not letting any of them escape, or closing the bedroom door shut so that Brooklyn cannot get to the others, or making absolutely sure everybody is exactly in the room they are supposed to be at any given time and especially when he opens and close a door. He’s almost as anal about that as I am. Later that year, he had to go somewhere and asked me to take care of Houston. So I casually told him, OK, I’ll go there once a day. Surprised, he asked, Once a day? I replied, Yeah, once a day, just like you did when you took care of my dogs. His face changed to that of desperation and started to ask if I could not take Houston home and maybe he could stay in the basement? He somehow thinks it’s OK for my dogs to suffer but not his own dog.

Basically, that’s the way he is. He only sees one side, his side of the equation. And he even had the audacity to call ME selfish once, imagine that, while he told me more than once it’s tiring to have to act socially acceptable to other people and that’s why he doesn’t socialize. He actually said that. He wishes he doesn’t have to come out of the house so he doesn’t have to act socially acceptable.

He’s a low talker, and usually people don’t understand him because he talks so soft. And when I ask him to repeat, guess who gets upset and blurts out Forget it! and refuses to repeat. Other people ask him to repeat all the time and in the meetings, people get frustrated because they can never hear him. Then he comes out of the meeting and says people don’t seem to like him. Once, he was so frustrated by the fact that I get upset when he doesn’t show up or call at the time he’s supposed to show up (because he just changed his mind and wanted to stay home) that he decided to not make any plans ahead at all. Yes, he would give me the reason why he doesn’t want to make plans to go to a movie, because you get so upset when I don’t show up. He is one of the most socially inept people I’ve ever met.

So yeah, we had a falling out. I can take only so much. Besides the fact that I miss Houston, the only thing is that I cannot go anywhere. Fortunately, my boss was very understanding when I told him that I couldn’t go on any other business trips because it’s impossible for me to find anybody to take care of my pets with different special needs. But it’s not very comforting not having anybody to take care of them just in case.