"Minx, just the person"
The cold shoot that went up my back was enough to freeze brass monkeys. The two cups of tea in my hand wobbled precariously, no where to run, no where to hide.
My afternoon has been spent helping out at the MD's annual fete. Autistic adults, in a social setting, makes for great entertainment. I had just been to collect another cup of tea for Spell-it-out Sharon when I was pounced on by a friend of a friend.
Don't get me wrong, I love socialising, but Mandy is enough to make me want to slit my wrists quietly in a corner and have done with it.
Moaning Mandy is, unfortunately, an emotional vampire. She is not a horrible person but her negative energy is draining. I'm surprised that any of her family have even developed the muscles needed for smiling.
First she moaned about the lack of prizes in the raffle, then about the weather (hot again), then came the miseries about the burger stand, her husband, the dog, school holidays and then she got onto her work.
I sat, unable to move, with Sharon spelling every word on one side and Mandy pouring doom and gloom in the other ear.
I wanted to scream at her - 'it's not that bad' - slap her, shake some positive thoughts into that negative head of hers. She droned for a good half hour.
When I saw her later she looked much happier. Oh course she did, she had just given all her daily demons to someone else and left me looking for a length of rope and a suitable tree.
Why do some people always see their glass as half empty?
I came home feeling sapped, heavy, irritated and annoyed that I had let her drain me of happy.
And now?
No, I'm feeling much better, thank you very much for asking. I've just dumped it all on this post, so if I was you I would get out quick whilst you still can!!
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my uncle was an emotional vampire, there was no way to escape his bite by any of the normal signals so i developed a winning strategy - by turning my back on him for a few seconds on some pretext when he was in full flow
such was his need for blood that by the time I turned back he'd invariably found another victim
Tried that Skinto, but the woman is oblivious to the rest of humankind. I tried yawning, talking over the top of her and ignoring her completely to no avail. She must have skin like a miserable leatherback turtle!
Resorted to a Jameson's (well a few) and I will be back to my normal, happy Minxness tomorrow - hopefully!!
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