Acting Job

For anyone who has ever doubted my acting skills you would be surprised at how good of a job i did faking like i didn't want to punch Katherine in the face. She doesn't even get the pleasure of a shortened name anymore.

This week was the best of times and the worst of times. I am so exhausted and emotionally spent, that i of course cannot write all what happened in one entry.

The gist of it was that an hour into the trip me and Katherine got into an argument at the gas station.

When i planned on going on this trip, i of course knew that i would have to pay for half of gas, and yadda yadda yadda.

Katherine was running late, and instead of leaving at 9 as we had planned we left at 10:30. As soon as i get in the car, Katherine says "So i'm having a little problem with my money, the bank did something and the checks i am suppose to be getting to help my brother out isn't in the bank yet, so do you mind just paying for my expenses until it all sorts out. i only have 90 bucks on me"

Now i don't know if my face was in the "what the hell" pose, but i said that i had no problem with doing that as long as it was things like gas and food. I mean i'm a poor college student, i have money, i don't even have a job, the money i am living off is basically what i got back from a loan.

So we get to the gas station and she's like we should get gas. Now i figure splitting the gas either means we put half of the money in each, or one person pays and the next gas stop the other person pays. So she's looking at me and saying "well i think the car needs 40 dollars of gas in the tank" though the gas is like a little less than half full. Apparently this is where i made the "FACE". She rented like a 96' taurus, it's like the size of my mazda, and she's saying it needs 40 bucks in it. I mean i know gas went up, put a taurus or whatever we have doesn't take that much gas.

So i realize i only have 20 on me, and that i haven't checked my bank account, so i can mentally subtract all the money in my head. So we are just standing around, because i'm like "well i don't have 40 on me" and she's all like "well does that mean you don't want to help me out anymore".

I go pay the gas. And guess what, it fills up with the 20 dollars i assumed. When we get in the car, she has like this sullen face, and says

"i think i'm just going to turn back"

I'm thinking "did she just get hit over the head with a stupid brick", but i ask her why she all of a sudden wants to turn back, we've already driven an hour out of the way, i don't want to go back.

She says that she sees that i am uncomfortable paying for her, and that if i'm not going to pay for her than she doesn't need to go. I'm thinking "what the hell are you going to buy in three days(which is when the bank says they will deposit her money) that will make her spend the 90 dollars she already has." i actually said that to her. I explained that when i go on trips and we don't have enough money we make sacrifices, we eat at Wendy's or Subway. I mean this was actual argument people, she was arguing with the fact that i would not buy her everything that she wanted.

She went on to drone about how she can't go all the way to the conference and not be able to rely on me to pay for gas and food. My mouth was opened. She asked me to help her out, i said yes, but because i don't agree with spending 15 dollars on chicken she's bugged out.

I tell her that she is making a big deal out of nothing. That she will eat, but i'm not going to spend a whole lot of money when we can go to subway or something. She then tells me that she doesn't eat THAT sort of food. That she needs a balanced meal everyday, and that there was a miscommunication when i said i would help her.

I about hit my limit. I'm sitting in a car, offering to help this woman out, and she's flipping because i don't have THAT kind of money. Then she says something like "but we have to pay for valet parking". I'm like we will worry about that when we get there, we are in big city, i am sure there is parking. She worried that we won't be able to leave the hotel without the car, which i then had to remind her that huge cities have buses, and sidewalks, and cabs to take. And that because it is a city, there is a 99.9% chance that a mall, or food shops will be walking distance. I mean we were staying at the Hilton smack in the middle of downtown and yet we aren't going to find a place to eat.

Seriously, she began yelling at me, like i was her child. I kept repeating "it's no big deal, there are things that can accomodate our budget, and if you needed my help, which i am gladly extending, you have to realize that if we have to eat at subway than thats what will do"

Then she does the whole, well i'm going to call "ex-husband" i can't deal with this, i'm just going to drive back, i'll drive you there but i'm only staying til friday and then you have to get a ride back with someone else"

I am pissed. I mean i have no idea what just happened, she has just gotten all "i'm too good for this" mood and then says "well if i would have asked Amy(girl with went on Amnesty trip with) she would have had no problem with it.

Then she goes on "and i wish you would stop saying it's not a big deal,because when people talk about you in the Pre-med club, and i stick up for you, i don't go it's not a big deal, and when you don't go to the meetings(though i am no longer a member so my going to meetings would be stupid) and i have to stick up for you, i don't go it's no big deal, and how the hell do you know anything about how much gas a car needs you don't even DRIVE!!!!"

I almost cried. I picked up my phone, was about to call my brother, so he could calm my nerves, but i decided not to. I pulled out my iPod, but on my headphones, turned the volume up real loud, and drowned as much of her voice out as i could.

Of course she was fucking talking a mile a minute, saying that i wasn't validating her feelings, and that i called her a snob(which i didn't) suggesting that she was setting me up to pay for everything(which i didn't say . I did ask, because she kept saying "what if something comes up and i need more money that i thought." i just wanted to know what that something was. Was there something wrong with the car, did some have some medical problems(other than being crazy), if she would have told me what that something was i could prepare for it. She took this as "you think i'm going to buy clothes or something), and that i was just like Mandy(other pre-med girl who hates Katherine probably for the same reason i now do) and that i, like Mandy, gets mad when i disagree with someone.

I had to hold back so much just to refrain from telling her to "SUCK THE F UP" or punching her in the face. People, it was the most trying thing i've ever had to do. I faced the window and had to literally let every negative thing bounce off of me. I preteneded not to hear anything she said, and when i was ready i calmy approached the subject. Which meant I apologized, while she put the blame all on me.

And then we drove to the conference like BFF's.

I've never been through anything like that, except for the roommate sitaution. For the next days, i acted as if nothing happened. I laughed and giggled, and pretended like she was the coolest person ever, but in the back of my mind, i waited patiently for today, when i could come in my room, unpacked, and plan to NEVER EVER EVER talk to her again. I'm serious. It wasn't even that whole car thing, 80% of it was, but the whole time at the conference she was just this phony, lying, piece of bull crap that only a few could see through. But i'll have to save that for another day.

I'm tired, and i cried as soon as i got back. All those days of faking it, took it's toll.

But guess what, there was a mall next door, which i found.
We never left the hotel, so Valet was not that bad.
I found the library so we could use the internet free.
And i made sure to befriend the man at the door, he knew where everything was.

I can't wait to explain how utterly rude she was to the help at the hotel, when in the next instant she would talk to a med student about her aspirations to go help poor children in AFRICA. When there is poor people from Africa now serving you a small portion of steak which cost 20 dollars.

This week was hell on earth. But no one would be able to tell with my smiling face the whole weekend.