
American Pie
Years ago, back in 2000, when I was still friends with people who, maybe, I shouldn't have been...
A few weeks after my daughter died, and I left my fiance, and I started a new job, and moved twice...
I was with my friends to hangout for the night. They put in the movie American Pie, knowing full well that I hate that movie. So I walked out. No throwing a fit, no protest. Just gathered my things, politely said goodnight, and left.
One followed me. Not for any good friend reasons you might hope. She said she wanted to talk. (Meaning I left, she drew the short straw, and had to "deal" with me.)
So we walked outside.
"Why would you walk out on the movie?"
"I don't like that movie."
"You gotta get over your dead daughter. Babies die."
What???
I should have hit her.
I should have knocker her on her fat ass. Sorry. But who the f🤬 says shit like that?
I don't recall what all was said before I got away.
But I know what I DID NOT say.
I know I pointed out that there's a scene in the movie where a girl is filmed undressing (or web cammed, whatever) without her knowledge or consent, and it's put online. I asked this "friend" how she'd feel if that happened to her. And she said she'd ki1l herself.
So, here's the truth.
I didn't tell her.
I did not tell her that it DID happen to her.
I found out. And I fought to get it taken down, under child porno laws. I knew the right connections at the time. I got it dealt with and taken down, as far as I know at least.
I never told her that the movie she found so funny had a scene mocking a horror that happened to her, something so bad she'd rather not live than endure.
Should I have?
I don't know. The group and I parted ways after my respiratory condition from the CT-511 got worse. They turned on me for having a medical condition.
Frienemies.
So sad - you did the right thing all the way around.
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