Showing posts with label ignored. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ignored. Show all posts

Thursday, 27 May 2010

So When Did I Become Invisible?

There was an incident in a sports shop a few days ago, when a sales assistant ignored me as I patiently waited to try shoes on. I ranted at him in the end and stormed out of the shop, huffing and complaining to as many members of staff as I could pass on my exit route. I returned to the store briefly, long enough for me to approach the counter and ask if he was inadequate in all aspects of his life, then strop out again.

I put it down as a "one off."

But thinking about it, I seem to have become insignificant of late.




My children ignore me and this I have come to accept. Any instructions I give them, seem never to be heard. My feelings are never thought of in the slightest, which I deem part of the whole "being a parent" package.


My husband can have moments of acting as if I don't exist, particularly if he is in a concentrating zone about something technical. I can stand sometimes in front of him, seemingly making eye contact, yet it doesn't register with him that a) I am talking to him or b) I am flesh and blood and standing in his presence.

For some reason, I tolerate it from them, just quietly accepting it. But I have noticed that it's happening all the time, from different sources.

So last night, I was ignored, twice, in the same pub and that was by different staff! I felt enraged and upset, less important than the other people that got served before me, despite being behind in the queue.

It's happened a few times in various shops and customer service based situations but also with my boss.   She refuses to return any of my texts or calls but I have my suspicions of why she is ignoring me. Sheer jealousy. We started seeing our boys at the same time. I got pregnant and got married, she is blackmailing her's to propose to her. I don't think she can handle speaking to me since having the baby. I can handle being invisible to some people if there is a reason.

Collectively though, all these examples are making me feel small, unimportant and fairly upset. My initial reaction was a confidence knock and thinking how I must be way down on people's list of priorities or too boring to be listened to.

But I refuse to feel low...I'm just going to shout a bit louder and wave my hands in the air as I talk.

Thursday, 21 January 2010

Just Look At You - You're A Tragedy


Sad is the girl who sneaks back into bed next to her boy, gently caressing his thigh, trying to wake him as she masturbates slowly next to him, preparing for much needed filth...
..for him to wake, check his phone for new Tweets and get out of bed.