Madmess: Always ranting.

Today I've been nursing some really lovely animals, some very smoochy cats (until I tried to take out his IV line!) and a beautiful dog who is the ideal patient. I've had to inject him so many times but he's still as loving as ever.
People on the other hand......
Well, I'll start with the band I tried out for. Went to meet these guys a couple of weeks ago and sang some songs to see if they were interested in having me sing in their band. I thought it went quite well to be honest and truth be told I was more concerned with the actual audition. I thought that even if they say no, at least I would have tried which is all you can do really isn't it? I could always delude myself into thinking that it was because I wasn't right for the band! Nothing to do with my singing hahaha. But instead of saying "Ally, it just isn't going to work out, you're singing sounds to me like cats being strangled by a giggling hobo, we're going to keep looking" he (the band guy) decides to ignore me! I mean how rude is that?
At any other point in my life I might have got upset over this but after losing Wayne I've decided I'm not going to sweat the small stuff. This guy obviously needs to strap on a pair and say what he really thinks and is that really any concern of mine? Not really.
Another example is a girl I met when I first moved over here. It was my first saturday night in Jersey and I thought "Ok, I wouldn't usually sit in by myself on a saturday night so I'm not going to start now! Also, I'm not going to make any new friends or have any fun if I don't get out there" so I put on my best clobber which in hindsight was not a good idea as I've now discovered Jersey is not ready for new rock boots and dred falls but anyway, I met this girl and we started chatting and she asked for my phone number and suggested that we meet up for some karaoke.
"Awesome!" I think "Well that was easy"
So I text her as planned the following monday to go to karaoke and do you think I got a reply? Did I fu@k!
If they had been the only two isolated cases then I would have put it down to bad luck. You know, trust me to meet the only two jack asses on Jersey but no! This seems to be an affliction affecting most of the population of Jersey! I think that it's only a matter of time before everyone succumbs to this disease that must waste the fingers of your hands away so that texting or lifting anything heavier than Jodie kidds big toe is virtually impossible. It must also affect their typing skills as well. Maybe they lose the bones in their fingers so that any kind of organised movement is just impossible. Maybe I should send flowers? Or a get well card?