Saw11_2000
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Have you ever really screwed someone over? Say one thing, and go back and stab them in the back? What did you feel? Guilt, indifferent, remose, empathy? Explain!
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Ever Screw Someone Over?
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Yes. There was this one incident that happened when I was 12 that I swear Ill never forget. I was friends with this one girl who my other friends didnt approve of. They made fun of her a lot and couldnt understand why I was friends with her. For fear of being made fun of myself, I stopped being friends with her. Then one day she asked me to go see a movie with her. I didnt want to hurt her feelings so I said yes and went and had a great time. To ease my guilt of being such a bad friend, I offered to buy her popcorn.
The next day though, I blabbed to my other friends what a horrible time Id had, and complained how Id had to buy her food, and said a bunch of other mean things. Well, apparently she found out what Id said and came to school with money to pay me back. The worst thing was that I kept the money. I should have just given it back and apologized profusely, praying that one day she could forgive me. I cant even remember why I kept the money. Maybe I was just too embarrassed to give it back.
I feel guilty to this day, but I'm actually glad it happened. I think Im a much better person having experience it. Its weird, whenever I think about talking about someone behind their back, I remember it. I try to never say anything about someone that I would feel bad about if they heard.
The next day though, I blabbed to my other friends what a horrible time Id had, and complained how Id had to buy her food, and said a bunch of other mean things. Well, apparently she found out what Id said and came to school with money to pay me back. The worst thing was that I kept the money. I should have just given it back and apologized profusely, praying that one day she could forgive me. I cant even remember why I kept the money. Maybe I was just too embarrassed to give it back.
I feel guilty to this day, but I'm actually glad it happened. I think Im a much better person having experience it. Its weird, whenever I think about talking about someone behind their back, I remember it. I try to never say anything about someone that I would feel bad about if they heard.
Dr. Nosophoros
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Actually no, I have never screwed anyone that hasn't screwed me first, and no I don't/didn't feel guilty about it .
Shadow Wolf
Certified People sTabber & Business Owner
I don't screw someone over until they try to screw me over.
One of the cases when I screwed someone over was in 11th grade english, second semester. The assignment, which was a group project (which always screw my grades up), was the group was to go on a pretend trip to some country, write an essay on what was done, seen, etc., some sort of brochure made, and postcard, and a few other things. I got stuck with 2 well known slackers. 8 weeks later, I was the only one that done anywork for this project out of the group. I wasn't happy about it either. One of the requirments during the speech part of the assignment was to bring in some food that originated in that country. I told this one guy he could put all our papers in a binder since I was making the food. I knew he wouldn't do this. The next day, presentation day, he had no binder, and we all failed that grading period. The way the semester was graded for that class was the first 9 weeks was whatever we was doing then, the second 9 was the presentation, and semester grade was 70% presentation, 30% was a test over the text book. The other two guys automatically failed the semester grade which caused them to fail the class. I, on the other hand, knew the teacher wouldn't grade me the same way since I done all the work. He gave me a C on second 9 weeks, since I did do all the work, and made my semester grade 100% of the test, since it would be unfair for my grade to be screwed by slackers.
I don't feel guilty about it, and I can actuallly defend this by saying I shouldn't help someone who isn't ready go to a higher level where it would be harder. But I dont' defend it, I just said "Ya I screwed those two over." One of the two is a big talker, and wanted to fight (but made some excuse on why he couldn't when i accepted the duel) when I told him how I passed and he didn't.
One of the cases when I screwed someone over was in 11th grade english, second semester. The assignment, which was a group project (which always screw my grades up), was the group was to go on a pretend trip to some country, write an essay on what was done, seen, etc., some sort of brochure made, and postcard, and a few other things. I got stuck with 2 well known slackers. 8 weeks later, I was the only one that done anywork for this project out of the group. I wasn't happy about it either. One of the requirments during the speech part of the assignment was to bring in some food that originated in that country. I told this one guy he could put all our papers in a binder since I was making the food. I knew he wouldn't do this. The next day, presentation day, he had no binder, and we all failed that grading period. The way the semester was graded for that class was the first 9 weeks was whatever we was doing then, the second 9 was the presentation, and semester grade was 70% presentation, 30% was a test over the text book. The other two guys automatically failed the semester grade which caused them to fail the class. I, on the other hand, knew the teacher wouldn't grade me the same way since I done all the work. He gave me a C on second 9 weeks, since I did do all the work, and made my semester grade 100% of the test, since it would be unfair for my grade to be screwed by slackers.
I don't feel guilty about it, and I can actuallly defend this by saying I shouldn't help someone who isn't ready go to a higher level where it would be harder. But I dont' defend it, I just said "Ya I screwed those two over." One of the two is a big talker, and wanted to fight (but made some excuse on why he couldn't when i accepted the duel) when I told him how I passed and he didn't.
Oh gosh; now you guys have my conscience pricking.................
I was at Boarding school ; I was overweight, asthmatic (although It is only now that I realize that was what was wrong) - and the most unpopular guy in the school 1)because I was Fat 2)Because I wasn't English 3) because I was useless at sport and 4) because I wasn't gay - hey now, that's a turn around, thinking about it!!
Every year we had to do a cross country run; I am talking about a five mile run, through fields, over fences, hedges,along roads - the lot. That was the one event that frightened me to the core every year.
Of course, I always came in last (by a few hours) - I never knew where the course was, and by the time I got anywhere where there should have been a marshall, he'd gone home, had a shower & gone to bed.
One year, I had just started off, and this time there was a guy who wasn't too good - so we jogged, and walked together. Climbing over a fence, I came down badly on one of my ankles, and half twiste it - it was agony. The guy helped me up (I had to hang on to him and hobble along)...............
after a couple of miles, it dawned on me that my ankle wasn't quite as bas as it was, but I wasn't about to tell my friend - it was a novelty not being on my own, and also knowing where I was supposed to go.
Poor guy - I guess you can see it coming.....We got to within about a hundred yards from the end, when I suddenly let go of him, and went as fast as I could for the finish line.......
Given his surprise, and the fact that he must have been worn out half carrying me around, it was quite amazing that he still didn't overtake me.
That was the only year I didn't come last in the cross country.
:help:
I was at Boarding school ; I was overweight, asthmatic (although It is only now that I realize that was what was wrong) - and the most unpopular guy in the school 1)because I was Fat 2)Because I wasn't English 3) because I was useless at sport and 4) because I wasn't gay - hey now, that's a turn around, thinking about it!!
Every year we had to do a cross country run; I am talking about a five mile run, through fields, over fences, hedges,along roads - the lot. That was the one event that frightened me to the core every year.
Of course, I always came in last (by a few hours) - I never knew where the course was, and by the time I got anywhere where there should have been a marshall, he'd gone home, had a shower & gone to bed.
One year, I had just started off, and this time there was a guy who wasn't too good - so we jogged, and walked together. Climbing over a fence, I came down badly on one of my ankles, and half twiste it - it was agony. The guy helped me up (I had to hang on to him and hobble along)...............
after a couple of miles, it dawned on me that my ankle wasn't quite as bas as it was, but I wasn't about to tell my friend - it was a novelty not being on my own, and also knowing where I was supposed to go.
Poor guy - I guess you can see it coming.....We got to within about a hundred yards from the end, when I suddenly let go of him, and went as fast as I could for the finish line.......
Given his surprise, and the fact that he must have been worn out half carrying me around, it was quite amazing that he still didn't overtake me.
That was the only year I didn't come last in the cross country.
:help:Saw11_2000
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^evil!
Saw11_2000
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That's all that counts.