I am in Australia since the 16th of January. I have been here for almost a month. A couple of days ago I got a phone call from this guy asking me to book me for this private party. I was pretty quick on the phone because: 1- I don’t know this person, 2- I have an agent to handle my bookings and so I gave him my booking agency contacts. After a couple of minutes I got a call back, from the same guy, saying to me he couldn’t get through to my agency. I gave him the number again, saying it was impossible that he couldn’t get through since they were all in the office at that time. (I spoke to my agency 5 minutes after this phone call and they told me no one has tried to call). I have been short and sweet on the phone, of course, as (I repeat) I did not know this person and my costs for this superduperextraroaming phone call would have been very high – being the middle of a week day, in Australia, going via Canada! . . .
All this to say that, after a wicked gig in Sydney tonight, I got back home (Sydney home) and got on the net for some fun surfing, and got on my website (www.misstressbarbara.com) to read some of the last posts since I haven’t got the time to read them lately, and I saw this drama going on between this guy and this amazing supportive fan of mine in Montreal (Maud), and I just cannot believe what I was reading!!
**By the way, I do not hide myseld behind user names. I am myself, with my own name, when I have something to say. And Maud isn’t me.**
First of all: I have never been told “My wife is dying, so I want you to play for her as she loves you very much, etc.”.
If such would have been the case, God knows (and the people who know me well know too) that I would have said straight away “WHEN’S THE DATE????”, handling it myself, without any further question.
But instead of having to deal with direct, honest, straight up, true communication, I have had on the phone someone who pretended having all my attention to get me booked for a party for his wife. Nothing more having been said, I said I was at the other end of the world and that my agent was going to deal with a date as he’s there for that and as I don’t even know my diary by heart and as I was in the middle of the street, in Sydney – Australia!!
Now, I read his post, seeing that he was bitching at me as if I were the most careless person in this world; as if I had been made aware of the fact that his wife is on a terminal stage; as if I knew…
I am not a mind reader.
It makes me sad that some people really do think that they are the only ones existing in this world. And, on top of that, it makes me sad that someone like that has the courage to come up to the world wide web and communicate to everyone about a situation that hasn’t quite been told exactly how it has been lived, and said.
As much as I feel for the people who are leaving this world / this life, I do not have any compassion for those people who enjoy bringing other people down, when the other has not had the chance to prove him/herself fully, because he/her has not been made aware of the whole truth and the whole situation.
This is ridiculous.
Best wishes to your wife, and it is with all of my heart that I say this.
I wish she could read this, so she would know who’s being “real” and honest behind all this, instead of leaving with the wrong impression..
I hate when sick people have to be in the middle of BS like that. It is a very selfish thing to do, when people use other’s people weaknesses to bring other people down.
Barbara.