Lecherous Witch of the Darkest Kind

 

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Something good.

Want to know something even better? 

You’re getting two presents from us today:

1. A brand new pile of tripe from our email in-box
2. Input from me AND Brass Knuckles

Here’s the tripe:

Hello itty bitty and Brass Knuckles,

This past year my husband and I divorced, and I have had money problems, moved to a new town and started a new job.  At my new job I became friends with one of my coworkers right away.  We have done things like go to lunch and movies.  It turns out she’s in a horrible marriage and has lots of money problems.  Instead of dealing with that she seems to think I’m some sort of ‘fixer-upper’ project and won’t leave me alone.  She’s always bringing up everything I just went through and acting like I’m still depressed.  But I am not depressed and have moved on.  I’ve told her to back off but she’s a complete bitch about it.

What should I do?

Thank you,

No Boundaries

Hi No Boundaries,

 Do you know what Brass Knuckles’ weapon of choice is?  Of course you do, you fucking genius; a pair of brass knuckles.  Do you know what she drinks her coffee out of every morning?  Of course you do, you fucking genius; a pair of brass knuckles.  

Do you know what that means?  That means Brass Knuckles likes to pass out broken noses and concussions first thing in the morning just to get her day started right.

When Brass Knuckles read your tripe she said,

1. You already know what to do.
2. Drop the bitch
3. Pull the plug

My response?  I could not agree more that this is exactly what someone should have told your co-worker friend when you started buddying up to her at work.  You remember that, don’t you?  The way you went slinking into that new town and that new job wearing your divorce and financial problems on your sleeve.  The way you could have made friends with any one of your new co-workers and chose the one who was most likely to take care of a pitiful wretch.  The way you invited her to lunches and movies. 

Oh?  It was the other way around?  She was the one who invited you?  Well that changes the whole thing around now doesn’t it?  Not really.  You still went with her when she did the inviting and have spent at least enough time with her to end up calling her your friend.

And now your focus is all about how much you’ve moved on and she’s dragging you down.  Have you ever even bothered to tell her how much better you are feeling?  How you got there?  What tools you used to move from A to B?  Of course you haven’t, No Boundaries.  You’re too busy being what is called a ‘Fair Weather Friend’.  No.  That’s too kind.  You’re too busy being a lecherous witch of the darkest kind and trying to get rid of someone who seems to have been a good friend to you.  You, who showed up in a new town, at a new place of work and reeling from a divorce and financial problems.   

 

Yes, she may be a whiner who has no interest in working on her own problems.  She may very well be a leech who thrives off of the drama of others.  But you wouldn’t know because you’ve never asked.  If you dig in with her as deeply and compassionately as she dug in with you and only discover no interest in change on the other end, follow the advice of Brass Knuckles,  

1. You already know what to do.
2. Drop the bitch
3. Pull the plug  

Until then, get off your fucking ass and try.  Try as hard for her as she tried for you.  If you don’t?  If you don’t I am going to wake Brass Knuckles up one day and give her no coffee.  And then I am going to give her your address.  I assure you, if that happens you will be given a whole new meaning of ‘No Boundaries’.