tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post7957273781625066716..comments2023-11-05T06:27:24.362-06:00Comments on A Small Group of Thoughtful, Committed Citizens: Aggression, Stupidity, or Something Else Entirely?I Drink and I Know Things...http://www.blogger.com/profile/11608248895813409154noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-79995032457203408472007-11-16T09:22:00.000-06:002007-11-16T09:22:00.000-06:00I am at a loss. All of the above may be true.I am at a loss. All of the above may be true.Sharon Frosthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10327067657524115978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-28080458670925236832007-11-14T21:59:00.000-06:002007-11-14T21:59:00.000-06:00I agree that the grits represent you more than the...I agree that the grits represent you more than the cauliflower does, and that the packing them unsealed is unfathomable, but may mean nothing at all, or may be quite passive-aggressive. In fact it seems rather like his approach to this whole horror-show.<BR/><BR/>I know this is impossible, but I would aim to stop thinking about what he's thinking and feeling. Dismiss him. Not worth your time, energy, head-space.behahahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16999904314187626687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-64556191466730021322007-11-14T16:45:00.000-06:002007-11-14T16:45:00.000-06:00There you go- finding the humor in the situation j...There you go- finding the humor in the situation just like Crazy Aunt Purl! I think this is a major step towards getting back to the "kicking butt and taking names" Andrea. Brava. <BR/><BR/>P.S. Packing grits is ludicrous regardless of gender, state of mind, or any other defining characteristic, although not quite as ludicrous as shipping packing peanuts. What is wrong with people?Sandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15960791771397977641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-38198799682940007052007-11-14T16:35:00.000-06:002007-11-14T16:35:00.000-06:00Andrea - I have to agree with you...WHO DOES THIS?...Andrea - I have to agree with you...WHO DOES THIS? The person you think you knew so well turns out to do things that make you think that you didn't know him at all. I'm just picturing you looking at your winter clothes with grits all through them and just feeling astounded at the absurbdity of it all. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-85055957310414908932007-11-14T13:13:00.000-06:002007-11-14T13:13:00.000-06:00Maybe it was due to a combination of male dumbasse...Maybe it was due to a combination of male dumbassedness and a sign that he was feeling bad and distracted about the crappy way he ended things. Anyway you got a funny anecdote from it at least.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-65214599552910803662007-11-14T11:44:00.000-06:002007-11-14T11:44:00.000-06:00I did something like that myself while I was movin...I did something like that myself while I was moving. It wasn't grits -- I think it may have been oatmeal -- just tossed, open, into a packing box. I guess I just was hurrying and not paying enough attention to what I was doing. So I agree with Lexy -- it could be nothing or anything.Elisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00379127127623234292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-45455994830162309102007-11-14T07:27:00.000-06:002007-11-14T07:27:00.000-06:00It's a guy thing. When I left Cambridge I thought...It's a guy thing. When I left Cambridge I thought I had packed everything (and unlike you, I had several weeks to do so). However, things I "thought" MBH would know I wasn't interested in and/or didn't want to be greedy about somehow ended up in a few boxes and shipped to me as well; including a bag of shipping peanuts not used as packing material but just packed and shipped. <BR/><BR/>It's a guy thing. They aren't programmed to think logically about these types of things.<BR/><BR/>hugsbreadchickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04376772267923924607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-88700487281052152872007-11-14T00:48:00.000-06:002007-11-14T00:48:00.000-06:00I vote for thoughtless. Guys are dumb that way. Pl...I vote for thoughtless. Guys are dumb that way. Plus, I don't know, it's not like he sent a box of oatmeal, which is so generic. It's *grits*. It's Southern. You're Southern. OK, that sounds like I'm stating the obvious, but do you see what I mean? It just seems more *you* than a head of cauliflower. <BR/><BR/>Good thing there was no okra in the fridge, huh?Reneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12916007601981312132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-16713034574663127932007-11-13T23:36:00.000-06:002007-11-13T23:36:00.000-06:00It does seem a bit...odd. Not dismissing the pass...It does seem a bit...odd. Not dismissing the passive-aggressive aspect of it...Lisa :-]https://www.blogger.com/profile/02237889098638895390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15450512.post-72905624903922309632007-11-13T15:32:00.000-06:002007-11-13T15:32:00.000-06:00Dr. Lexy here. It could be just a "guy" thing - n...Dr. Lexy here. It could be just a "guy" thing - not thinking. Could be he was in a hurry. Could be a very passive-aggresive thing. Oh, I didn't seal that? So sorry. <BR/><BR/>Maybe he's messing with you to see if you'll say anything so you can validate his no-more-marriage brainstorm.<BR/><BR/>Bottom line: it's all speculation.Lexyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11591979314402318387noreply@blogger.com