I'm going to dedicate this 'blog entry to a certain little girl I know. Just to make it clear, by "dedicate" I mean "this entry will be fully about her", not "this entry is in her honor". I hope it will serve as some warning to any unfortunate soul who encounters her in the future. Obviously, I don't want to publish her full name--I'm a bit more considerate than that. So, we'll just call her
L. Sheirich. Hmm, no that's a bit too obvious. Let's refer to her simply as
Lori. I met her at work, and about a year ago decided to try and start a relationship with her. We went out once . . . not even an actual date, really--just lunch. On the surface, she appears to be a rather attractive young woman . . . very pretty, intelligent, several of the key building blocks of a pleasant personality. Unfortunately, while she is in her mid-twenties, she's got the maturity of a 12-year-old. Basically, if you happen upon her, and are the kind of person who isn't bothered by frequent dishonesty, outright & blatant rudeness and enjoy the presence of someone who mentally and emotionally has never left Junior High School, then by all means have some fun with her. If, on the other hand, you prefer your friends/romantic interests to be honest (especially when asked a direct question), don't tolerate unexplained & unwarranted "cold shoulders" & rudeness; if you're looking for someone who understands the meaning of things like "friendly behavior", "maturity", "honesty", "respect" and "acting like an adult", or if you're actually looking for a serious relationship, then I strongly suggest you stay well clear of this little girl--she will cause you nothing but aggravation.
Now, I want to make it clear here that this rant is not being spurred by a single bad date, or one isolated incident. As I said before, my one "date" with Lori occurred about a year ago. Since then, however, I have been subjected to a constant stream of rudeness. And that doesn't mean just a simple lack of courtesy. I'm talking about putting up with her making a show of turning her nose up, turning her back on me or otherwise demonstrating her contempt. These actions have been so blatant that a co-worker, who had absolutely no knowledge of any interaction between us, made a comment on it. When asked if I had done or said anything to offend or anger her (so that I could have the opportunity to apologize and ensure it didn't happen again), her response was what one would expect from a 12-year-old and the rudeness was dialed up a notch. Anyway, enough bitching. Like I said, guys, if you encounter her, turn around and leave . . . run away, fast, and don't look back.