My Thoughts on Easter, Stories, and Losing a Friend

By David G. Firestone

I’ve been thinking about a few things this week. Being Jewish on Easter is really, REALLY boring. There is nothing to do for the whole day. I decided to adjust a few of the display cases in The Hauler, while Spring Training Baseball played in the background. As I moved these objects, I began to think about the objects stories. I love learning the stories of the objects in my collection.

Every object we encounter has a story. I wonder about the whole story for every object. How did this object get to my collection? Who handled this object besides me? I love learning the backstory of the objects in my collection. The more I learn, the more interesting the item is. I find that learning the stories are fun.

Much less interesting is the fact that I had to cut someone out of my life this week. This wasn’t an easy thing to do, but it had to happen. I don’t talk about people behind their backs, and I don’t backstab people…unless I’m playing Spy in Team Fortress 2. If I have a problem, I let it simmer, and if I feel I need to confront someone, I do it to their face. It really bugs me when someone has a problem with me, but doesn’t have the backbone to call me out.

I found out that someone I know was going behind my back, bad mouthing me for no real reason. This individual could have confronted me face to face, but couldn’t. I’ve known this person for many years, and have never had a problem with him, but apparently, he felt the need to blast me over something I thought we had resolved. I want to tell the whole story, but I don’t want to identify him, so I’ll start from the beginning.

We had been discussing something that he took very seriously, and while we had differing opinions of some parts of the subject, it was a civil discussion. While we were in this discussion, I apparently said something that he really disagreed with, and was factually incorrect. He contacted me concerning this, and we discussed it, and I thought we had worked things out. He didn’t seem mad, and I thought we had worked this out.

Last week, I learned he had been badmouthing me and badmouthing The Driver Suit Blog concerning this debate. The things that were said cut really deep, and I was really hurt by what I heard. I really did like him, and I never meant to hurt his feelings. I try my best to work through this kind of thing, but a lot of the stuff he said was so hurtful, and so cheap, I couldn’t forgive him, and I doubt we will ever be in the same room ever again.

One thing I try not to do is carry a grudge. I don’t know how it took me so long to realize that carrying a grudge does no good for anyone. It doesn’t do me any good, and doesn’t do the person I’m mad at any good. You would be amazed how good it feels to drop the anger you carry around with. But the level of stuff he said about me, and the way he said it really gave me no choice.

If you have a problem with me, get in touch and we’ll talk. I’m honest to my faults, and if I hurt you, I didn’t really mean to. I just wish the above story didn’t have to happen.