Sunday, June 08, 2008

Pity party

I can't say what I really want to say because it would be rude. It would be truthful, but it could be interpreted as mean. Even when people are rude and mean to me, I won't be rude and mean back. Maybe I'm a sucker. Maybe I'm nice. Maybe I'm just a chicken.

I would love to let fly right now. But I won't because I'm a nice chicken sucker.

How about this: If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything. Remember that?

Nice chicken suckers finish last, I think.

7 comments:

laurie said...

hmmmm. i know exactly what you're talking about.

take a gander at comment on my blog from "willie."

it's really one of my siblings. too cowardly to sign his name. i wanted to let fly, too, but decided it would do more harm than good.

hope whoever got your goat starts acting decent.

Amy said...

Thanks, Laurie. I feel better having written it. Did you delete "Willie"'s comment?

It was more than goat-getting. It hurt. Guess I won't see her again.

lisa said...

I totally missed something, I don't get it?

jan said...

There's an elderly lady I know that says, "if you can't say something nice about a person, come sit next to me".

Amy said...

Jan, that's funny. I'll remember that.

Lisa, someone wrote something nasty about me on her blog. She didn't have the guts to talk to me about it, just decided to tell everyone online instead. We've had a tense relationship for years, but this is certainly the end. Good riddance.

laurie said...

nope, i didn't delete his comment. it was a legitimate question, i guess. i answered him privately, though. no point in airing a bunch of bad familial feelings on the blog.

laurie said...

jan, that quote originally is from Alice Roosevelt! i love that quote.