Edited to remove all establishment names from this exchange at the request of the other party.
Furthermore, that restaurant is in east nashville. Home musicians, foodies, nerds, gays, and other minorities/outcasts. This is my neighborhood, and I AM OFFENDED that some hermitage piece of trash is trying to bad mouth an east side business. Stick to what you know, and the neighborhood you live in. We do not have a place for intolerance in my hood….You are a black hole in the facebook world, and I hope that your “friends” see this misbehavior and call you out on your BULLSHIT. You are a hate spreading, negative, callous c-nt. Thank you, that is all.
The thing is, I’m having a pretty rough time dealing with this whole thing. I don’t know this guy from Adam. I’ve never met him and never seen him before. So why did he feel the need to say all of this? Because I commented on a Facebook post put up by An East Nashville Restaurant last September.
I’ve come to consider Nashville home after living here for a long time. I live in Hermitage and am happy to own property here, but there is a sort of tacit agreement among much of Nashville that Hermitage is one of the undesirable neighbourhoods. The “good schools” are in Brentwood. The hip and trendy are in East Nashville. The old money is in Green Hills. Of course I didn’t know all of this because I didn’t grow up here. When we went to buy our house we just found a house we liked in a neighbourhood we liked and figured that was okay. I never much identify with my neighbourhood other than as a place that doesn’t get “Nashville” services until well after Franklin–another city altogether. Hermitage is one of the red-headed stepchildren of the Nashville neighbourhoods, I guess.
I have a lot of friends over in East Nashville; I suppose I’m no longer allowed to visit them or patronise their businesses. After all, I’m not welcome there because there is no room for intolerance in that ‘hood. (I’m still trying to wrap my brain around this particular irony.)
So here’s the other thing I’m smarting over. I’m really trying to forgive, to have a forgiving spirit. Because forgiveness doesn’t count when it’s easy. When I first read the message I posted to the guy’s employer’s facebook to let them know that one of their employees said this to me and told me in a roundabout way to not patronise their restaurant. After a few minutes I realised that was awfully unforgiving of me and so I deleted the post. I guess someone saw it though, because the guy contacted me again last night and told me it was a heartless move and asked me to keep the whole thing private.
I really want to forgive the guy but I’m also done with bullies and with harrassment being “okay”. You don’t get to harrass someone behind closed doors and then ask them to “keep this private matter private.”
But then again, I’m also supposed to be turning the other cheek. And I’m not doing the best job of that right now.