Ever have one of those days you wish you could just erase? Well I certainly did last Saturday. So we have a party at our house, nothing big just a few people from uni and a few of our friends. Now I don't know about you guys but when you have different sets of friends and you decide to mingle them, one of your worst nightmares is that they don't get on, or worse...They fight!
Now the catalyst in all this was a guy called Dave from uni. Things were getting ever so slightly out of hand. People were starting to be sick, others were going in the garden for the toilet because people were in the toilet being sick, glasses had been smashed and despite my efforts to keep the music at a reasonable level it kept miraculously creeping up.
Dave and a few others emerged from our kitchen/bathroom soaked because they thought it would be oh so funny to spray each other with the shower hose! All this was fine, yes the house was a mess and yes i was a little bit peeved, but it was all water under the bridge as far as I was concerned (or on the bathroom floor in this case.)
In a bid to gain so revenge for his soaking in the bathroom, Dave decided to soak the girls who had soaked him. The closest wet soaking material to hand for Dave was a bottle of *sigh* cherryade!
I'm sure by now you can see where this is going, but please bear with me for a moment longer. As Dave held the bottle of brightly coloured fizzy liquid over the girls sitting on the sofa, I laughed. "there's no way he's going to actually throw it in the middle of the living room" I thought to myself. "I'll give him the benefit of the doubt." Then *sigh* he threw it.
I was so shocked that he actually did it that I closed my eyes in disbelief. You know the sort of thing, like when you do something really stupid and you just stand there because you can't believe you've done it. Well by the time I'd opened my eyes my mate John had already opened the front door and was dragging Dave out by the scruff of his neck. Of course Dave's mate Ben (also from uni) jumped up which caused Adam (John's brother) to jump in to.
The next part is a bit of a haze to me, because everyone was shouting and scuffling, But somewhere in it all Dave got hit or something because his lip was bleeding. Undoubtedly Dave was bang out of order he went too far and took liberties in someone else's house and showed he had no respect for me, Dave, Dan or Lori (my other house mates.) I support What John did 100%, and he knows that. He did what I should have done because I didn't do it. Like I say weather it was through disbelief or plain just not knowing how to handle the situation I didn't act quick enough.
Only problem now is I'm left in a right doozy of a pickle, I'm the middle here. I feel I've got nothing to apologize for I did nothing wrong and I'm certainly not going to apologize for John. But as it stands I have to work with these people for the next two years. i haven't spoke to any of the guys from Uni yet, but the vibe I got on the night as they left was that they harbored quite a bit of ill feeling towards me.
I don't know... Any advise would be greatly appreciated.
Now the catalyst in all this was a guy called Dave from uni. Things were getting ever so slightly out of hand. People were starting to be sick, others were going in the garden for the toilet because people were in the toilet being sick, glasses had been smashed and despite my efforts to keep the music at a reasonable level it kept miraculously creeping up.
Dave and a few others emerged from our kitchen/bathroom soaked because they thought it would be oh so funny to spray each other with the shower hose! All this was fine, yes the house was a mess and yes i was a little bit peeved, but it was all water under the bridge as far as I was concerned (or on the bathroom floor in this case.)
In a bid to gain so revenge for his soaking in the bathroom, Dave decided to soak the girls who had soaked him. The closest wet soaking material to hand for Dave was a bottle of *sigh* cherryade!
I'm sure by now you can see where this is going, but please bear with me for a moment longer. As Dave held the bottle of brightly coloured fizzy liquid over the girls sitting on the sofa, I laughed. "there's no way he's going to actually throw it in the middle of the living room" I thought to myself. "I'll give him the benefit of the doubt." Then *sigh* he threw it.
I was so shocked that he actually did it that I closed my eyes in disbelief. You know the sort of thing, like when you do something really stupid and you just stand there because you can't believe you've done it. Well by the time I'd opened my eyes my mate John had already opened the front door and was dragging Dave out by the scruff of his neck. Of course Dave's mate Ben (also from uni) jumped up which caused Adam (John's brother) to jump in to.
The next part is a bit of a haze to me, because everyone was shouting and scuffling, But somewhere in it all Dave got hit or something because his lip was bleeding. Undoubtedly Dave was bang out of order he went too far and took liberties in someone else's house and showed he had no respect for me, Dave, Dan or Lori (my other house mates.) I support What John did 100%, and he knows that. He did what I should have done because I didn't do it. Like I say weather it was through disbelief or plain just not knowing how to handle the situation I didn't act quick enough.
Only problem now is I'm left in a right doozy of a pickle, I'm the middle here. I feel I've got nothing to apologize for I did nothing wrong and I'm certainly not going to apologize for John. But as it stands I have to work with these people for the next two years. i haven't spoke to any of the guys from Uni yet, but the vibe I got on the night as they left was that they harbored quite a bit of ill feeling towards me.
I don't know... Any advise would be greatly appreciated.
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