Readers - this is the MOST important message this blog has to convey...please, please promise me that you will NEVER date an Armenian. ever ever ever ever.
If you meet one, run.
It just isn't worth it.
I wonder why God put X in my path. Why did I fall in love with him? What is the greater purpose to this? It's been so much misery -- why, why, why?
I always told myself, "nothing great comes easily so this is just the challenge you have to face and conquer."
But I have continued to stand by and fight with him.
I didn't conquer.
I sat through 1.5hours with a crazy, racist, lunatic -- and no conquering occurred....
Let's get back to this starbucks date with crazy G.
(im dreading this story so much i have sat here avoiding this post for the past 45 minutes....)
So G tells me she has had one boyfriend before meeting her husband. Seeing that she is a slob, it kind of makes sense....
She married her husband within 3 months of meeting him.
Her family won't accept him because he isn't armenian enough....his family is from Turkey and that's just not good enough for these looney toons.
His family won't speak to her.
They almost broke up so she moved to Texas for a job to get away from him and reflect.
Clearly she is in a very strong position to give us advice.
She says that in life, your parents always come first because they gave you life...then your spouse and children.
Funny, my family has always said the exact opposite....But okay.
"Elle, you have made X miserable for the past year...this is selfish, you are destroying his family."
"I am destroying his family? My door is always open and always has been....How exactly do you think I am destroying them? By being me?"
"You guys have vastly different backgrounds and this is just not a good match."
(yeah, I wasn't raised racist and my parents don't put conditions on their love towards me sooooo I would agree we were raised differently -- however, I bit my tongue because I knew this encounter would be repeated ASAP to the Armenian mafia)
"You claim to be Christian but you have Muslim roots..."
"LISTEN, I am so sick of you people telling me what I do believe and what I don't. I don't go to Church to prove a point to others, I go for myself and I am sick of defending this. There are many different types of Persian and my family happens to NOT be religious, I don't know how many ways I can explain and dumb this down for you!" (yes, I actually said that)
"Well, it's more than just religion....his mother feels you guys do not complement each other."
"Funny, don't you think meeting me would be a prerequisite for determining such a factor?"
(X factor sits zoning into space the entire time, leaving me to get eaten by this wolf)
"Haven't you guys broken up a few times and YOU dated others?"
Finally X factor steps in, "we have both dated others and it's a waste of time, we know we want each other."
"Well, if you both were serious about this, you wouldn't be breaking up."
To this, I agree. Why the hell does this idiot not understand that each time we break up we ruin all credibility????
It gets worse -- this goes on for 1.5 hours. I leave ready to cry, vomit, and scream.
We get in the car and I can't speak. He keeps saying, "Elle, talk to me, talk to me!"
I just shake my head.
I am stunned.
Finally - "Aren't you embarrassed that THIS is what you bring to the table?? Game is over. I am not doing this anymore. I do not deserve to be picked apart by a complete stranger who gathered her facts from your mother and google."
Forgot to mention one of the first things G says to me, "I did my research on you, just keep that in mind as you describe yourself."
(Well, then I assume you saw all the press coverage my business has received and my career background BITCH so let's cut the shit.)
That was the last member of the crazyclan I met.
Stay tuned for his not so warm encounter with my family.
Elle
If you meet one, run.
It just isn't worth it.
I wonder why God put X in my path. Why did I fall in love with him? What is the greater purpose to this? It's been so much misery -- why, why, why?
I always told myself, "nothing great comes easily so this is just the challenge you have to face and conquer."
But I have continued to stand by and fight with him.
I didn't conquer.
I sat through 1.5hours with a crazy, racist, lunatic -- and no conquering occurred....
Let's get back to this starbucks date with crazy G.
(im dreading this story so much i have sat here avoiding this post for the past 45 minutes....)
So G tells me she has had one boyfriend before meeting her husband. Seeing that she is a slob, it kind of makes sense....
She married her husband within 3 months of meeting him.
Her family won't accept him because he isn't armenian enough....his family is from Turkey and that's just not good enough for these looney toons.
His family won't speak to her.
They almost broke up so she moved to Texas for a job to get away from him and reflect.
Clearly she is in a very strong position to give us advice.
She says that in life, your parents always come first because they gave you life...then your spouse and children.
Funny, my family has always said the exact opposite....But okay.
"Elle, you have made X miserable for the past year...this is selfish, you are destroying his family."
"I am destroying his family? My door is always open and always has been....How exactly do you think I am destroying them? By being me?"
"You guys have vastly different backgrounds and this is just not a good match."
(yeah, I wasn't raised racist and my parents don't put conditions on their love towards me sooooo I would agree we were raised differently -- however, I bit my tongue because I knew this encounter would be repeated ASAP to the Armenian mafia)
"You claim to be Christian but you have Muslim roots..."
"LISTEN, I am so sick of you people telling me what I do believe and what I don't. I don't go to Church to prove a point to others, I go for myself and I am sick of defending this. There are many different types of Persian and my family happens to NOT be religious, I don't know how many ways I can explain and dumb this down for you!" (yes, I actually said that)
"Well, it's more than just religion....his mother feels you guys do not complement each other."
"Funny, don't you think meeting me would be a prerequisite for determining such a factor?"
(X factor sits zoning into space the entire time, leaving me to get eaten by this wolf)
"Haven't you guys broken up a few times and YOU dated others?"
Finally X factor steps in, "we have both dated others and it's a waste of time, we know we want each other."
"Well, if you both were serious about this, you wouldn't be breaking up."
To this, I agree. Why the hell does this idiot not understand that each time we break up we ruin all credibility????
It gets worse -- this goes on for 1.5 hours. I leave ready to cry, vomit, and scream.
We get in the car and I can't speak. He keeps saying, "Elle, talk to me, talk to me!"
I just shake my head.
I am stunned.
Finally - "Aren't you embarrassed that THIS is what you bring to the table?? Game is over. I am not doing this anymore. I do not deserve to be picked apart by a complete stranger who gathered her facts from your mother and google."
Forgot to mention one of the first things G says to me, "I did my research on you, just keep that in mind as you describe yourself."
(Well, then I assume you saw all the press coverage my business has received and my career background BITCH so let's cut the shit.)
That was the last member of the crazyclan I met.
Stay tuned for his not so warm encounter with my family.
Elle
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