At this stage of my life, the last thing I want to be doing is dealing with drama queens. That’s one of the factors that makes it hard for me to get involved in a serious romantic relationship. I don’t know why, but Filipinas seem especially adept at stirring up shit by trash-talking about their fellow Filipinas. This seems to be especially blatant among the Hash gals. Why they feel the need to tear each other down is difficult to understand but it happens so frequently here there is even a name for it: crab mentality.
In other news, Maris posted on Facebook that she is looking for someone to take over the Kitchenette. Says she is “tired”. Well, it is her business and she can do what she wants, but I can’t help but feel disappointed by this decision. For me, it is yet another example of how difficult it is to help lift someone up and provide an opportunity for a better life. She said having a canteen was her dream, I assumed she’d be willing to work for it. Anyway, I made the investment in her, and once again my judgment has proven to be faulty. At least I tried.
I got drafted to be a substitute on my old dart league team this afternoon. One of the players (yep, a Filipina) just up and left without warning or notice. I really don’t like playing in the league, primarily because of the 2:00 start time, but my old mates were desperate so here I go.
What else? Well, I guess the FWB program has run its course. I was down to one member anyway. She has a young daughter that got a dog bite and needed the rabies vaccination. Of course, she didn’t have money and requested my help. I was glad to do so and asked for nothing in return. It felt good to be back in that mode. I’m going to return to doing selective charity and saying “no” when I don’t feel the circumstances warrant my intervention. I’ll keep my personal wants and needs separate. Another lesson learned.
I had lunch in Seoul yesterday. The Seoul restaurant on the old Navy base, I mean. Took the 23-year-old I’ve been goofing with and her sister along to celebrate the sister’s birthday. Had dakgangjeong, samgyeopsal, bulgogi, and some sides like kimchi, spicy cucumber, and macaroni salad. It was all excellent. I’m kind of losing interest in the young gal though. Just not feeling it, so why waste my time?
Well, I reckon that’s enough drama for one post, don’t you?
This sounds more as if you’re coming down from a lot of drama, not ramping up, so… as long as you’re not experiencing “post-dramatic stress disorder,” it’s all good. You’re sorting out your life.
That’s shocking news about Maris and the Kitchenette. She seemed as if she were running the place pretty well, and after all those dirty “leave it to me” looks she gave you, I thought she was feeling pretty territorial about her new place. But no, as it turns out: she’s already ready to bag. What a shame. I can’t fault you for trying to help her out at the beginning, though; she seemed pretty determined at the time. There was no way to predict she’d flake out like this. Is she done with entrepreneurship for good, or is she moving on to another project and expecting more cash to help her out?
Such is life sometimes. Good luck with darts.
I have no idea what Maris’ intentions are for the future. I don’t predict a bright one. I guess the realities of running a business didn’t match whatever her fantasies were.
I don’t want to paint with too wide a brush, but I’m starting to understand now why the cycle of poverty here is so hard to break.