Or rather, I’ve learned sarcasm doesn’t always translate in the written word.

And, I’m pretty confident this is happening to me right now. I can’t be entirely sure but I’m getting a strong vibe that says it is true. Which is ridiculous.

Now I could be wrong, maybe they aren’t directing negativity towards me at all. Or perhaps this person never liked me. Maybe I’m reading into it wrong and it is a series of coincidental comments that have led me to this conclusion. But I doubt it. My heart tells me otherwise.

What is crazy is that the comment wasn’t directed at them at all. I was simply choosing not to state the obvious and instead attempted to make an apparently failed joke at Americana. The thing is, other people got it. Or least the comments they left led me to think they did. So I don’t feel like I should apologize for one person not getting my obviously-an-acquired-taste sense of humor. Although I did later state the obvious comment I omitted before as well as clarified that what my original statement was poking at.

And now there is this strong feeling of animosity being directed towards me.

What’s a girl to do?

I guess nothing.

I can’t help but make sarcastic comments. It’s in my nature. I sincerely don’t mean any harm. Some people get that. Some people don’t. Some people prefer not to even if they make the same comments on their own. I suppose I’m okay with that, I just need to make sure to surround myself with the people that get it.

I have a friend that used to tell people a little over a decade ago that “either you love her or you hate her” when discussing my personality. Apparently that still holds true.