Hard as it may be to believe, I have some haters out there. Shocking, I know. I mean, who wouldn’t love me? I’m so pleasant and agreeable and sane.
There are some people I don’t like, many people in fact, but there are some people you don’t like either. However, unless one of those people kidnapped your dog or put your Great Aunt Hilda in the hospital, I doubt your dislike is so strong that you go out of your way to try and harass that person. Well, apparently someone dislikes me that much because someone has been leaving me hate comments on some of my blog posts. They started a few months ago and then stopped for a while, and then I got some again earlier this week. They are nasty comments directed towards me (the real me) that I simply spam and delete. I never respond to them and the only reason I am discussing the comments now is to build awareness and try to stop the hate. I have a mission, dammit!
In the past, something like this may have brought me to tears. The opinion of others, whether it be close friends, family or a homeless man on the street, mattered to me. If someone didn’t like me, I sat and pondered why not. I thought about it, shed a few tears about it, and thought of what, if anything, I should or could do to make that person like me.
But that was the old me. The younger me. The me who gave a shit. This me doesn’t. This me shakes her head, rolls her eyes and moves on. All I know about my hater is that she went to the same college as me and lives in Colorado. Based on these tidbits and a little help from site meter, I have a pretty good guess who is behind this childishness. But I’m not going to do anything about it because it’s just not worth my time. There are more important things I have to deal with, like the rising MTA fares and just trying to deal with work on a daily basis. Besides, the way I see it, if people are talking about you, no matter if it’s good or bad, they are still talking about you, which means you must be a pretty important person.
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March 27th, 2009 at 12:58 am
who are these bitches …i will kill them!!…kill kill i say!!
March 27th, 2009 at 7:19 am
i’ve seen alot of hatin lately (from other blog friends too) and i don’t understand why if someone doesn’t like you or what you have to say…then stop reading your blog! it’s obvious they are incredibly jealous of you. and why wouldn’t they be!?! they just wish they were so awesome. and they’re so unhappy with their own lives that they take pleasure out of insulting others. they need to work on getting a life!
March 27th, 2009 at 11:57 am
Yes! I am so with you, Ponderings! If we ever find these haters I think we should move in quick, take them down and then drop the bodies in the Hudson River!! Well, that may be a bit too drastic, but I’m open to suggestions.
I totally agree, Brandie. I mean, who wouldn’t be jealous of me?? HAHA jk! (sort of) Thanks for the support
March 27th, 2009 at 5:28 pm
subway gal, you’re definitely one of the top 5 bloggers on this site. keep up the good work!! go you!
March 27th, 2009 at 7:17 pm
Did you not read the post, Sam?? STOP HATIN’!!!
March 28th, 2009 at 11:44 am
Well I for one cannot live without my Subway Gal everyday. So those fools who are haters can just go F*** themselves!
March 28th, 2009 at 3:16 pm
Awwwww shucks! Thanks, Abe