Joy and Sadness

Story Sent in by Joy:

Gene and I went to a film festival and bought tickets to a movie block. They played a Chinese film (I forgot its title) but it was a really sad drama about a woman who lost her kids and siblings and had to put the pieces of her life back together.

Gene laughed hysterically almost the entire time. As in whenever someone died he laughed and clapped. He'd say things like, "Oh my god this is hilarious" and "Ha ha! She's dead! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

It was all I could do to not sob my eyes out and this jerk was being a loud, inappropriate moron. Then he noticed tears running down my face and he started to make fun of me for crying! He pretended to cry and laughed at me.

I told him that I had to go to the bathroom and would return but instead I just moved further back in the theater to enjoy the film in relative peace. He kept laughing the whole time and didn't even go out to look for me once.

As soon as it was over I took off and didn't ever reply to his messages.


  1. Gene later went on to vote for Trump and spend his life laughing at the chaos he helped create.

    1. For the WIN! Also, damn girl you're up early.

    2. 3 week old baby. sleep is but a fond memory. I get to stress eat fruit loops and Mexican food, though.

      so I got that goin' for me, which is nice. *insert picture of bill Murry*

    3. OMFGOMFG... you mean I was having comment secks with a preggers chick this whole time?! Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarf!!!

      No offense, of course.


    4. I remember those days. My little girl turns 2 on the 4th so woot! Good luck with your little one :-)

  2. Sounds like a guy I once BRIEFLY dated. He used to fart on my head.


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