What's mildly irritating me today?
Well.....I lost my temper last night. I don't often lose my temper. I lost my temper with the wife of the guy I lodged a complaint against *winces*. Fortunately there were only a handful of people present, as it was a small exec meeting and the meeting had closed, with some people having already left.
She was just really, really, getting on my tits. I mean really.
Background: the Chair of the party, D, my recent-ex, chose two people to act as counting agents for him at the elections, who had just been refused re-entry into the party (long story, ex-members and ex-councillors who'd had a big and public fall-out with the local party) though had been told they could re apply in a year and it would help their case if they did some work in the elections. .....so, in they go as counting agents for D, and then allegedly, they cheered rather noisily when one of our councillors lost his seat.
In the meeting it was brought up and used as a way of attacking D. In order to justify why they'd been chosen as counting agents, it was explained to them how much work the two of them had done in D's and in my election. We then went on to say that if they had cheered, then we would no longer wish to support their re-entry into the party. But....the other side have already written to region about it, and we were saying that the laws of natural justice dictate that we at least offer the couple a chance to explain themselves before taking any action to block future membership.
As the meeting closed, I and another member got into a discussion about this and the lemon-sucking-bitch, that other guy's wife, grabs the arm of the member I'm talking to and starts to pull him away saying "Oh, forget it they're just making excuses for it"
Now...I don't know why this got under my skin so badly, but my response was to mutter "oh fuck off" and then say very loudly "You're talking shite, A", I could feel D's hand grab my arm and as I continued to tell her what I thought of her argument, he squeezed, but I carried on regardless and ended up in an argument with her and her pop-eyed, mental hubby. Basically, the carefully worded, carefully delivered performance gave way to Bolton Girl!
Not so good.
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