Why can't people just own up anymore for their own wrong doing. Why is it people feel they have to try to make someone look bad because of a screw up they have done themselves? I see it all the time people who point fingers here and there trying to divert the blame away from themselves. Remember for every finger you point at someone else - three are still pointing straight at you.
The worse of these are the type who just blatantly make up stories about others in an attempt to cover up their own wrong doings. Trying desperately to make someone who has done nothing wrong look like they have. What gets me is the type of person who will lie to you, hurt you and then try to whisper in others ears trying to make it look like you did something to warrant it?
I can't imagine ever doing such a thing.
There was a situation when I was a teenager. I had this really close friend - best friend in fact. We were together all the time. She would spend nights over at our house and me at hers. Go to movies, shopping etc. One weekend I took her out to a movie - my treat. While we were seated I decided to buy us some popcorn and went off to the concession stand. Now this is back in the day BEFORE debit machines (Yes I am that old lol). So I left my purse behind and just took my cash.
Monday morning I went to school and my friend was there but was late showing up. She said she was skipping and then soon left. I thought she was acting odd but figured I would go see her later make sure she was ok.
After school that day I had a date with my mom to go shopping. I had been saving my babysitting and birthday money to buy this really cook jacket I had wanted, I finally had enough saved up! I took mom to the store where I had seen it and then I went to my bank to withdraw the money. When I tried the teller informed me my account was empty and I had taken all the money out earlier that day. She showed me the slips I had signed. It all was very confusing. She said the person had my bank book.
My mom and I were shown to the managers office and the police were called. I was reeling trying to figure out how this happened. The manager suggested someone at school might have taken the book from my purse. I couldn't figure out when or how. What perplexed me the most was the signature was so close to mine how would just the average person know this? Then I put it all together. When I went to get the popcorn - she had taken it from my purse which I left beside her.
The police heard the story and arrested her - she confessed. Her and another friend of hers had done this to me. I was stunned, and so hurt I can't even explain it. I went to school and felt like a knife had been stabbed into my heart. This was a friend, and not just any friend a BEST friend. Little did I know the worst was still to come.
Not only had this girl done this to me she then returned to school and started a viscous rumor that it was some how my fault or my doing? I am not sure what all she said but it cause people to be mad at ME for it? I was destroyed to say the least. Over the next few months things went from bad to worse and from worse to intolerable, to the point I left that school and stayed out of school for a year. I can't even put into words how it effected me and still does.
You'd think this would be a isolated incident right? It's not! People DO this kind of thing and I have no idea WHY? WHY do people do this to other people? I wish I knew the pleasure it brings them to be so hateful but I can't figure it out. JUST when I think its ok to trust a person again - BAM it happens.
On a side note. I did not press charges against this girl. It turned out she had lied to me about a few things. Like her "Mom" wasn't her Mom at all but her sister and she had moved here from Ireland with her for her own safety. I don't know the details of that but I know if I had pressed charges she would have been deported so I didn't press them. Instead the police made her pay me back every penny PLUS the cost of the movie I took her to. Which she did. Years later she was brought up on charges of fraud and my case was brought up again. I had to go to court and she plead guilty to my case. I also found out other things after the fact about the people causing me grief at the school. Knowing who had done what and said what lies to whom, didn't make me feel better. I still don't know why I became such a target or why this girl did this to me to start with.
To say it's affect my subsequent ability to trust and ability to get close to friends - is a understatement. To think this is a isolated incident is also wrong. I wish I knew what kind of pleasure a person gets from doing these things to others, I wish I could understand the motivation. Actually, I take that back. I am GLAD I don't understand because that would make me as monstrous as they are.
