Jessica is another good friend of mine from Clemson. I've known her
almost as long as I've known Ama. Jessica was my roomy for about two
years, and before that, she was "the guy on the couch" which is awesome.
a few days ago, Rachael and I decided to be a vegetarian to loose some
of unhealthy weight. I like telling this to people in my usual jovial
manner, like "GUESS WHAT! I'M A VEGI-SAURUS!" and everyone gets a good
laugh, and I feel pretty funny.
Now, check out this conversation:
Rachael: [my name] and i are going vegetarian
Then, Rachael comes crying to me:
Rachael: jessica is laughing that we are eating vegetarian (Hehehe, yeah it's pretty silly that i'm going vegetarian)...Whatever (woooooah, slam on the breaks. she's pissed about it. well, it's okay I'll explain it)
me: she's probably laughing with because she's a veggi too. or was
Rachael: no she is apparently and laughing at you not eating meat and id ont think there is anything funny
me: I think you are mistranslating it
Rachael: hrm. ok. it must be me then (ug, with the martyr complex again!)
Rachael: shes laughing because she doesnt think you can be a vegetarian. so then i suppose she thinks i'm forcing it on you (what! hahahahahhaha where did that come from. Yes, Rachael actually said that)
me: she told you that she thinks you're forcing it on me?
Rachael: she said 'as long as i've known [my name] he has eaten lots and lots of chicken, so i dont see him not going without it' (hehe, sounds like my Jessica!)
Rachael: but you arent going without it so thats why i'm confused in the humor
me: I think you don't see the humor because you're in a bad mood
Rachael: actually i wasnt in a bad mood
Rachael: thanks (woohoo, sarcastic "thanks")
Rachael: explain the humor to me?
Rachael: because i didnt get it and somehow that makes me freakin' stupid or a bitch (awww, cry more please)
me: how does that make you stupid, or a bitch?
Rachael: because you've changed your talkign to me, talking down. i dont get it! whats so funny about it?
me: well basiclly I know she's not laughing at me. so if she laughed, it's with me
Rachael: well what are you two laughing at that i'm not?
me: huh (really, I can't comprehend what's going on in her head)
Rachael: you said she is laughing with you
me: someone can laugh out loud, and not make it at someone's expense. that's what this is
Rachael: well then obviously i dont get it and you wont tell me (it's a big secret! I won't tell her that Jessica is laughing with me and not at me. omg! Also, I know who assassinated Kennedy)
Rachael: so you will talk down to me instead (*scratches head and scrolls up, looking for me talking down to her*) my apologies for being a dumbass as usual (you got it right on the nose that time, martyr)
me: okay, you know the thousands of times you've said something, and I've responded "lol"? (translation: can I dumb this down for you a lot?) this is exactly like that. I'm not laughing at you when I say lol
Rachael: i just get defensive when someone laughs about a decision i made in my life for the better (dude.... She. Was. Not. Laughing. At. You.)
me: she's not laughing at
Rachael: and i was hoping that you were serious about it like i am (What I am getting from this is "Because Jessica is not laughing at us, you are not taking this seriously")
Rachael: shes laughing because she doesnt see you ever doing it
me: nope . she's laughing a response like I do all the time
me: none of my friends have ever laughed at me. I promise you that
well maybe she wasnt laughing at you in particular, maybe it was the
fact that she doesnt see you doing it and that it was forced on you by
me so she thinks its funny (again, where did that come from?) and you think its funny (huh?) so its making me feel like i have to defend my choice (not my fault you're a dummy)
me: I still don't see how you think she thinks you're forcing it on me
Rachael: SHE DOESNT SEE YOU BEING A VEGETARIAN
Rachael: nevermind. you dont get how it made me feel, and its nothing to get into. not worth it
I get exactly how you feel, and I'm telling you that you shouldn't feel
that way, and explaining why. How could I not know how you feel? you
told me like, a dozen times (the convo sorta ends here. Either
she decided to stop fighting about it, she vented enough to feel
better, or she realized why she shouldn't be upset. The convo sorta
neutraled out after that)