No, that's not what I said. When that was my job, I did my job, until I quit my job. Nor did I say I don't have any sympathy for, experience with, or understanding of all those other factors that are involved. I said I have never been able to help anyone who wasn't ready to accept it. And in my private life now, I won't put myself that deeply into anyone else's mess anymore. If someone close to me doesn't accept the help that I offer them, I will keep my distance, and I'm very satisfied with that.
Things that annoy me that shouldn't: The term "Date night". The term sets my teeth on edge and is annoying because it implies romance should be on a schedule. Loosen the fuck up!!! (Directed at an ex, not at anyone here.) Whenever the ex called it that I had an instant urge to cancel and reschedule on the fly to invoke some sense of spontaneity into him.
I love date night. It's not scheduled as such (not for me at least). With my ex it meant when we could go out and do something cute like a restaurant or movie. We usually planned it ahead for when both were free or that movie finally started showing on the cinema. It didn't have to be planned at all. Even if we just went out and did something spontaneous we called it a date night. Because it's cute. Now a days it's like every night me and Lost doing something other than just talk all night - because we can't go on proper dates when we're in different countries. My complaint - and not sure if it should annoy me or not: I'm thinking in English. Then some Swedish. I have a real hard time keeping them apart. Not really keeping them apart as such - but I'm always unsure if I said/thought/wrote something in English or Swedish. It's just really confusing - especially with a fever.
That's why I hate it!!!! You just nailed it for me!!! The cuteness of it!!!! For myself as part of a couple, I despise cuteness in dating. It makes me physically ill. Speaking of ill...I hope your cold is better soon, Lemie!!!
It is far less fun to watch than to be a part of. I agree, though that romance shouldn't have to be scheduled, but life generally sucks and tends to disagree. So even though I'm a somewhat spontaneous person, I've found that occasionally setting aside specific time in the week to maintain a relationship with someone is just one of those necessary evils wrought upon us by modern society. But I really don't like 'date night' as a way of referring to these either. If you have anything less cliched to call it, I would gladly join that revolution.
I think calling it anything at all is the problem. I always just said "I'm seeing him tonight" or "We're going to dinner--" or "He's in town this weekend" rather than giving it a title. I don't expect this to make any sense at all, but...I love romance, I just don't want to be part of the cliched cuteness. I don't even write cliche dates for my characters. (Well, one: He took her to the symphony. But he's a classical musician, so I used it as a device for him to show her a part of his life she didn't know.) With the rock star novel, they're each on the road all the time but share the same manager, so there's a shared T-shirt they pass back and forth to each other in an envelope via the manager when he flies in to check on their tours. She sleeps in it, he wears it as a T-shirt. That's their version of "cute." But they're a really hot couple, so there's as much steam to it as cuteness. The thought of "having to" spend every weekend together or go out every Saturday night is too confining for me and starts to feel like a chore. rather than being happy to see the person. But, that probably comes from having been the busier, more driven one in most of my relationships. When someone is constantly complaining about how busy you are, it feels like there's no room to breathe.
Glad you're happy, @Lemie . You do you, and knock yourselves out with all the cuteness. You're welcome.
You mean date night isn't: Dress up in a sexy puffy mini skirt, cuffing yourself to the New Jersey Turnpike, and hoping that your 'abductor' doesn't forget to 'abduct' you? I saw a story about that on the news, must have been real fun explaining that sitch to the police that had to unlock her from the fence the next morning.
Babies puking after being fed. Seriously, you have only one job to do—be alive. Literally everything required for you to do that is just fucking given to you for nothing, and the most basic thing you need just keeps coming back out again. It just makes you look really ungrateful.
Everything under the sun being marketed as 'tactical'. For completely different reasons I've looked up lighters twice online over the past couple weeks, and both times -- tactical lighters. I've seen tactical flashlights, pens, backpacks, duffel bags, keychains, hoodies, multitools, let's not even talk about the holsters. Some of them make a certain amount of sense, but the word's just become a marketing junk term that means, "We spray-painted it black and put some grooves on it." I considered going into marketing once, because I think I'd be quite good at it, but that shit's the dark side of the force with regards to both psychology and language.
If we’re talking about the same thing, then I think the tactical element is fundamental to their design
When I was a kid, I found most kid-focused commercials and shows very irritating. I often thought "Is this how they think I act?" or "Is this what they think I want?" It really bothered me when I thought of adults looking at me from those incredibly insulting perspectives. My view has softened somewhat now that I'm an adult, but I do treat children the way I wanted to be treated as a child, and I generally find they appreciate it.
You missed out on all the fun things discussed at the Munch today. Some pretty interesting ideas went around the table. (None involved abduction play, so none had to worry about being left over night anywhere.)
Oh, the ear-plugging and lalala-ing was just for the term "date night." I'd probably find the conversation rather interesting, despite the activities not being my cup of tea. Writer's curiosity.
Perfume and Cologne. These things are a deterrent for me to engage an individual. I've even avoiding speaking to women who were interested in me, due to the bug spray they seemingly bathe in before leaving their houses. The ones who lay it on thick always leave me wondering if they even bathe. Its...a very strange annoyance. Perhaps its even more than an annoyance now that I think on it.