A cosigner is someone who can't mind their own business finds the need to butt in join in on a conversation, sometimes to defend a fellow friend.
The reason for the word, "too" in the title is because I've shown both parties that I'm going to be talking about in this blog entry, another entry of mine regarding cosigners :
To protect those involved, I will replace their names with the names of Greek Gods:
Aphrodite and Hera.
I was attending a small Christmas party at a friend's house last night.
The night started out great.
We were all having fun and mingling.
Every guest brought a dish for a little potluck-like gathering.
I got off of work at 10:00p.m., so I really didn't have time to make any food.
I ALSO didn't eat any of the food provided, so it really didn't matter.
I did, however, bring a nice bottle of chardonnay and a quart of orange juice.
At one point during the party, I stumbled across a bottle of whiskey in the freezer.
I was told by "Hera" to make sure that the owner of the bottle (who was throwing up in the bathroom) didn't see me consuming any of it.
"Aphrodite" came into the kitchen moments later.
I was pretty intoxicated, so I'm not too sure how the subject that I'm about to mention even came up.
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This summer, I was out with Hera, Aphrodite, and 2 other mutual friends.
Aphrodite had said something about me not pitching in for any alcohol.
Talking about how she provided it the time before that.
Meanwhile there were 3 people (Hera included) in the backseat of MY car that we just so happened to be riding in at the time that
- Don't have jobs
- Never provide for anything!!
And I honestly didn't mind the fact that they didn't.
I know that if they could provide, they would.
What I do mind is someone singling me out like she did.
I used to own a Chevrolet Suburban, so I was always asked by Aphrodite that if someone else (another mutual friend of ours) drove my car, could we ride to the function in it.
I never asked for gas money or anything.
But I get attacked for not providing alcohol?
With 3 people in the backseat of my car that don't either?
When we were riding in my big Suburban (which requires a lot of gas, by the way,) we were riding on my share of money!!
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Anyway, that subject was brought up in a sort of joking way in the kitchen last night.
I added onto it saying, "Yeah, so that I won't be accused of not providing anything, because (a certain someone who I am not trying to attack in this blog) never does either."
That's when everything changed!!
Hera takes it upon herself to ask me, "Erique, what did you bring?"
And that's when I lost it.
- It was a joke to begin with
- Who was talking to you again?
- Even if I didn't bring anything, what's it to you?
When I asked her these things right after, she had the nerve to say, "Well, if we're gonna talk about (certain someone,) then we should talk about all of it.
Once again, we were not talking. This was a conversation between Aphrodite and I.
Where did you even come from?
I proceeded to get loud and argue.
She argued back.
She kept saying things like, "I brought a dish."
Who gives a fuck?
I didn't eat any of it either!!
-"I pitched in for beer."
Okay? I didn't have any of that either.
-"Well, it was on the same tab as the rum you drank."
Bitch, didn't you say it belonged to the girl throwing up in the bathroom?
So what's it to you?
When I yelled these things back, she tried to get cute saying, "You're right, Erique. I'm wrong."
Don't try and give up in a smart alec way just because you now look like a fool.
Then later, because I was still yelling, she had the nerve to say, "You keep bringing it up, because that's what you do."
BITCH, YOU STARTED THIS WHOLE DAMN THING!!
I was minding my motherfucking business.
But you had to put your 2 cents in, and add in your judgmental comments as usual, because that's what you do.
Other guests were trying to get me to be quiet at this point.
Me.
The one who didn't start the altercation.
Which pissed me off even more.
Now I look like the big, bad meanie who everyone has to calm down, because she decided to COSIGN.
That's the consequences of cosigning.
If you're going to cosign, then be prepared to fight(not literally, figure of speech.)
Otherwise, do not cosign!!
Shortly after, Hera left (hmm, I wonder why) taking a few other guests (the other two that were in the backseat of my car with her that night during the summer) with her.
I must have apologized to Aphrodite about 6 or 7 times after Hera's departure.
I really felt bad about causing such a scene.
She seemed rather undstanding.
But all of that changed once I came back into the living room after using the bathroom.
Once again, a joke sparked up another fight.
This time with Aphrodite.......
......over a dog. A dog which had bit me earlier in the evening.
Aphrodite's shivering rat was yapping at me, and I jokingly called it ugly.
"Excuse me," Aphrodite said to me, "You can leave if you're going to continue to be like that."
No, no, excuse me!!
- Where the hell did this come from?
- It was a joke
- Continue to be like what?
We started to get into it, but she said, "Whatever, I'm not gonna argue with you about it."
"Then don't." I replied, and left.
I don't understand why she got so upset.
If it really offended her that bad, then she could have told me nicely.
But she didn't.
Obviously, something was bothering her.
I sort of feel that she was choosing sides in the previous altercation I had, and that was her way of letting us know whose side she was on.
Definitely not mine.
Not that it's about choosing sides, because it's not.
If you're torn, then simply don't get involved.
Do not cosign.
Aphrodite and I have been friends since 1997, so I will definitely get over this.
However, I can't help but feel that she never really has my back.
Not just because of this incident.
I first thought this back in 2003 after another sort of incident.
At then end of the night, I looked like the loud, drunk, stubborn, drama queen.
And it wasn't even like that.
Once again, do not cosign.
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