2021-05-26 - Feels Are For the Weak

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : I like not leaving people in my wake pissed off. Sorry that it seemed to you like I was trying to set up you up for a blind date. That would have pissed me off as well.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Who is this?

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : ... Duh. Ravn Abildgaard. Thought you had my number, and hence, name.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Well I have them both now.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Anyway, don't worry about it.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : All right. Fair's fair, though. I don't stick my nose in other people's love lives, and I'm sorry if it came across that way.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : I can see why. You're pretty terrible at it.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : People are generally pretty terrible at things they have no practise with or interest in, yes.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Can agree sure

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : But if you're in a chatty mood you can tell me why you'd make it sound like we had a thing? Shit and giggles? Joke I don't get?

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : What are you referring to exactly?

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : The part where you were telling people I was supposed to have been kissing you.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : You mean when I called you a fucking loser and hit you in the shoulder?

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Yes, I believe that was the moment.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Yeah that was a joke.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Fair enough.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : I don't date Rav. If you have friends who are looking you can cross my name off the list of potentials

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : If I have friends who are looking for dates, they'll need to do their own looking. I don't either.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : ok...I'll let your friends know

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : I'm pretty sure my friends do know?

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : What?

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : You're confusing me. Why would you need to tell my friends that I'm not looking for a date with you? English isn't my first language, I feel like I should stress this right now because something is going over my head here. If it's a pride issue, rest assured, my staying the hell away from women in general has nothing to do with you.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Sure I'll break it down for you.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : All right.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : 1) I told you I'm not dating so you wouldn't try again to introduce me to friends of yours who are looking.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Fair. I have no idea whether Isi is looking. She is looking to meet people in town and make friends, and I figure that still applies.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : 2) Your response to that was something about how you don't date either and your friends need to do their own looking

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : So I joked that I would tell your friends that I don't know to not ask you for dating prospects.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Ever get this feeling you're talking to somebody but it's like you're speaking different languages? Anyway. Cleared that up, I figure. Now I just need to find a way to get Woods off my ass since he clearly thinks I'm screwing his fiancee.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : dont know who woods is

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Plate throwing guy.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : someone is enaged to that creepy ape?

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Two women are, I believe, and have kids with him too. One of them is a friend -- I haven't met the other.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : that's disgusting

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Poly relationships are a thing. Not a thing that'd work for me, but to each their own.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : 🤮

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Judgemental much? 😆

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Anyhow, Holt -- that's my friend -- and I went fishing, and apparently Woods thinks this means we have a thing on the side, whatever. Don't know, don't really care. Figure Holt will set him straight soon enough.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Do you think my being judgmental is more or less ridiculous than a man with two wives being jealous another guy might've fucked one of them?

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : No, not really. But, people aren't rational about these things. That's one of the reasons I have a cat instead of a girlfriend. Cat tells me what she wants, pisses in my bed if I don't deliver. Simple. Logical. Clear rules.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : I don't know that a cat and a girlfriend is necessarily an either/or proposition, but I understand what you are trying to say.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Thought you might. You're all about rules, I imagine -- or you'd have picked another job.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : You told me you were excellent at reading people. This is the first time you've gotten something maybe 1/2 right about me. And I applaud you. 👏👏👏👏

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : You know who are the hardest people to read? People who don't want anything from you. When people want something they give you cues -- intentionally or otherwise. They tell you small things about themselves that you can use to piece the picture together. People like you who don't want anything and don't give a fuck what I think -- are hard. You don't give me anything to work with, because you don't need anything from me. I'm not very surprised that I don't read you very well.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : http://media1.tenor.com/images/88d89612db5eaacc6c9c6ac6bf6cd6e7/tenor.gif?itemid=7715402

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Not just you Rav. I can count on my dick how many people I need something from.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : (joking with u btw)

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : You have a very high opinion of your own intelligence. You are in a position of power, and you enjoy it (but you also feel you earned it). You'd rather claw your own face off than show weakness. You don't need anyone's approval, and getting there took effort. How's that?

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : I didn't think it was personal, no. You barely know me, I don't see why you'd particularly want anything from me. But if you genuinely had been looking for a date that night on the boardwalk? I'd know a whole bloody lot more about you than I do.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : oh so you think i'm a stuck up bitch whose strength comes from her job

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : (still joking) ... (are these little disclaimers helpful for you?)

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Close but no cigar. I think you are a stuck up bitch who feels she's earned the right to be a stuck up bitch because she's good at her job. Whether you actually are good at your job I have no idea, nor does it matter for reading your self-perception. I also think you're more bark than bite -- until you actually feel like biting at which point I hope to be in Poughkeepsie without WIFI.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : I also feel that there is in fact nothing wrong with feeling one's damn good at one's job.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Dear journal: today i got called a stuck-up bitch by an ambitionless wondering hipster who stylizes himself in hobo chic.....

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : I feel like I should protest 'hipster'.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : too late. the ink is indelible.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Hah. I'm not sure I buy ambition-less, either. Depends on how you define ambition. Not looking for a fancy job title or influential career, I'll give you that.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Well I protested "stuck up bitch" but I didn't whine about it.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : (still joking around)

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Does it make you happy? Being the ice queen lawyer, I mean. Because that's kind of the point of our ambitions such as they are, isn't it? Finding out what makes us happy, and then going for it.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : k

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Sorry. None of my business.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Hit me up sometime if you feel like talking -- human to human. Or don't -- up to you. You got my number if you want to use it, or you can delete it as you prefer.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Sorry Rav! Busy. But look, I'll try and hit all the bullet points here for you: I don't know if I'm an ice queen or not. I don't sit and obsess over how I come across and I'm not about to start. I just react to the world around me. As far as professionally and my career - I do whatever I need to do and follow whatever rules need to be followed in order to get results. And if you think I derive power from my job and not the other way around then you can go fuck yourself.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : ilu 💋

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : All right. I think I managed to apologise for coming across like I was setting you up for a date. Mission accomplished, fucking off now.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Don't take it personally Rav, just not a good time to try and get me in my feels while my office looks like this https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/proxy/1QChftlrJWAJGSfqvYPtXdHYSuqq1FZIC4yO3pijFhFspSv2I18_M4u7vcp45o-ofV30ixCwjRxCysHbpI3J4_ouJr9rmUQJA0fgegPy2c1M_9_zGRie_yxMUvG0

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Your feels are none of my business. Also, recommend kerosene and a match.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : I bet you say that to all the ladies 😘

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : And you'd be right.

(TXT to Ravn) Cassidy : Ok bye Rav I'm turning my phone off now.

(TXT to Cassidy) Ravn : Take care. o/