The Ghost

What I mentioned some time ago has happened, the ghost from the past tried to sneak into my life again… I was being watched thru this social networking website but it was a silent game of ‘Please notice my presence, I’m on the friends list of our mutual friend ‘Kay’… Aren’t you as curious about me as I am about you? Perhaps we could be friends again and forget my pathetic hurtful behaviour back then?

Nothing happened for months and of course I couldn’t be bothered to be dragged into another one of her games; I’m not fifteen anymore. I left messages for ‘Kay’ just like I did before the ghost showed up in her friends list. To my surprise (but then again not because I was expecting it in a way) I received an email through this professionals networking website which I used for business purposes only at the time.

It was surprising in a way because it meant she must have Googled me, there is no other way to find out about this profile of mine. She’d sent me a friend request and a short line telling me that she was wondering how I’m doing. I had no internet connection at the time when she sent me the request so she had been waiting for weeks already when I found it in my inbox the moment I was online again downloading my emails.

I kept her waiting for another two more weeks before I replied to her saying: ‘I’m good, thank you for asking’ and I left it at that. Of course I didn’t add her to my friends list, what was she thinking? I’m done with this, I have been ever since I sent her that email to wish her well. If she wants to satisfy her curiosity about me or get rid of her guilt she should try an apology first that’s one way to open communication lines again.

It’s such a lame way to use a friends request to wriggle yourself through the keyhole of a door that had been shut years ago. If she’d been genuine and sincere she would’ve known how to handle this the right way and write me a proper email instead. She has my business email address, it hasn’t changed for 8 years and since she’s visited my business website she could tell… When you bargain with a fox, beware of tricks.

Them Blinkers

I had a discussion last night about the bank bailouts and how in my opinion greed and overspending had caused the economical crap that is happening. Last Wednesday, in Edinburgh, the house of a former bank director, Sir Fred Goodwin was attacked with bricks. Some windows were broken and his car was damaged. People are angry and some still wonder why. Ignorance is bliss perhaps but you’ll only get a fresh look without the blinkers.

It’s ridiculous that the taxpayer -as usual- ends up having to sort out other people’s financial problems because some can’t contain themselves and their need to have more and bigger. My parents taught me the importance of saving up money at a very young age. I never had pocket money, I could earn money by getting good grades in school three times a year and I would get some extra money from family on my birthday or by getting a job.

That way they taught me its value, what it means to wait and save up for something you would like to buy and that you can’t just go out and spend what you don’t have. It’s about making choices, about balance, about tactics. So yes, I can understand why people are upset because in the end they’ll pay for the greed of others. People still seem to think that money buys them happiness, convenience perhaps. Happiness no, definitely no.

The discussion I had was a mini version of what is going on around us. Remarks were made that one would rather be unhappy with millions than happy with nothing. I’ve realised ever since we met that I have totally different values compared to the other person. And perhaps having a discussion with someone who refuses to look at things from another perspective is a bottomless discussion that I should avoid altogether after all.