Friday, 31 October 2014

Jay wound someone else up last night, made them properly mad and I don't blame them. Breathtakingly rude, I'd have been spitting too.

So naturally Scott called ME this morning to say he wasn't going back unless an apology was made and it wasn't going to happen again.

Now I chewed Jay out last night when we got home, but there are other things Scott told me about this morning which I didn't know about. I'm pissed about what happened and words WILL be had, but I'm not his girlfriend nor his keeper so I kind of resent being put in the middle like this.

This is the second time, and it had best be the last or he can look after the house whilst I go by myself to the pub. Belle and I have already told Alex he's not coming back and I've no issues doing the same with Jay if he decides other people's feelings aren't important, housemate or no.
I've not had any issues with him myself but I go to the pub to have fun and make friends, not watch someone get on someone else's nerves and generally see how much they can fuck them about before something is said.

I feel like a nagging girlfriend but I don't appreciate the position I've been put in, nor the activities themselves.
He looked contrite last night as I was pointing out how messed up it was, and seems to take what I say on board. But that was the same last time and here we are!

If behaved toward me like he did toward Scott last night, he'd find himself down a friend in short order without some serious grovelling, backed up by never doing it again.

Sucks to be me, stuck in the middle. But not as much as it's gonna suck for Jay when I sit him down tonight. Not happy Jan.

Not gonna get caught up in someone else's argument and not gonna let history repeat during my single drinking night per week. I'm nobody's keeper so this is the last time before I just tell him not to come.

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