Random Acts

I was all prepared to write an uplifting yet still tinged with a tasteful amount of depressing post including some free form poetry (I suppose that’s what you’d call it, I wouldn’t know I’ve never been taught and I might prefer lyrics because I end up setting everything to music) post today. And then I got slapped with a random act of immaturity. Or maybe a random act of spitefulness. I’m not sure which, nor do I really care to delve too deeply into the difference between the two.

I sat on my couch, feeling like I’d been punched in the stomach and trying not to cry. The details are long and depressing, suffice it to say that I’d reached out to someone only to have them clothesline me when I thought they were on my team. And it came to me, this happens way too often these days.

People used to talk about Random Acts of Kindness, where someone would do something nice for someone else with no expectation of getting anything in return, beyond the feel good value of doing something nice for another person. You know, the whole “pass it on” notion. Now, it seems that random acts of immaturity/spitefulness/rudeness/hate are the more common factor.

I’m tired of dealing with people like this. I’m tired of inviting people over to my house to eat my food and drink my booze only for them to not even say hello or goodbye to me. I’m tired of bending over backwards to make a friend, only to have a casual comment regarding punctuality cause them to never speak to me again. I’m tired of reaching out to people and getting attacked in return.

Today’s mistake? Thinking that the groom for the wedding that I’m MOH for this weekend and I could actually be facebook friends. You know, because he’d posted their engagement video to my wall, liked a bunch of my comments, and responded to general niceties all with us as friends. But, as it turns out, he’s still mad about a fight we had about a year ago now so he defriended me two days before I make a transatlantic flight costing close to two grand in order to be in his wedding. And he couldn’t do this, but had to also send nasty messages along with it to drive his point home. Can’t wait to toast this one… (No worries, I will behave, the girl he is marrying is very dear to me…even if I want to tell her to run as fast as she can in the other direction, I will instead smile, hold flowers, and generally keep my mouth shut)

Last month’s mistake? Thinking our friends would actually keep the plans we’d made with them…instead of you know, ditching us once a better option came along. Or that they’d invite us to do things in return for the invitations we’ve issued them. I cannot count how many unreturned dinner invites we have floating out there. Everyone is willing to like us enough to come eat our food, play our video games, and drink our booze, but when it comes to inviting us out? They all disappear.

There’s just a level of immaturity and spitefulness that absolutely astounds me. I expected this kind of behavior in high school, but really folks, most of us are pushing our ten year reunion, don’t you think growing up a bit would be nice? No? Well….darn.

But you know something? I’m going to do something to change this trend. Amy and Becks are hosting another challenge, Fire Up for Fall, and though I’ll miss the first two weeks due to going to this wedding and then hopping a cruise; one of my goals is going to be to perform a random act of kindness once a week. Maybe it’ll be holding the door for someone, maybe paying for their meal at the drive-thru, maybe just smiling at them and telling them how good they look. But, I’m going to combat all the negative energy in this world, with just a little bit of positive on my own end. And I’m going to challenge you to join me.

~The Countess~


About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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2 Responses to Random Acts

  1. Mary says:

    It amazes me what some people will start a fight and end a friendship over. It stinks, but as we get older, I think its especially important to only hold on to the people who treat us the way we want to be treated. No use messing around and wasting time with anyone else.

  2. Shiny says:

    When you open your heart up to a potential friend and then get trampled on, you still keep trying to find good friends – you don’t give up. I really admire that courage because I realized I don’t really have friend drama because I don’t have more than 5 friends; my heart is locked behind a massive wall and I’ve thrown away the key. I’ve been trampled too many times so I’m not risking my heart anymore. I really hope that your courage is rewarded and you find someone(s) as amazing as you.

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