So Kesha, all alone because the other girls remained silent and stuck up Tami’s behind, decides to go to the front desk and have someone of authority go retrieve her stolen property. Yes, STOLEN. That’s what it’s called when someone takes your property without your permission. And wouldn’t you know it, Tami throws a royal FIT. How dare she threaten to get the police involved! Sister, guess what—those are the ADULT CONSEQUENCES of a damn CRIMINAL ACT. When you take things that don’t belong to you without permission, I don’t care who you are or what the circumstances are—it’s theft! Don’t want the police involved? Then don’t steal things. So simple, yet so hard for people with the emotional maturity of an 11 year old.
In this situation, an adult would respond maturely, even while remaining indignant: “Yes, I took her things. I know the consequences of my actions and I accept them.” A child responds with a tantrum: “UGH I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO THAT WHY WOULD YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT CALLING THE COPS THIS IS WHY I DON’T RESPECT YOU WAAAAHHH!!!”
That’s pretty much Tami’s response. To everything. All the bleeping time.
Anyway, At this point, Tami decides that if Kesha isn’t going to come and bow down and kiss Tami’s toes and ask for her possessions back, Tami is going to go to Kesha and pry it from her. I kind of think one reason Tami went so far is that she really, really wanted to see the girl FINALLY stand up for herself because, really … Kesha is the biggest scardey cat I’ve ever seen. Even I was like, girl, at least go tell her—not ask, but tell her—to give you your stuff back before you run to the po-po. But at the end of the day, Kesha is scared of confrontation, and that’s just who and how she is. An adult response to that should be to leave her alone, not continue to antagonize her just to get a response. But of course, that’s what Tami does. After further berating a weeping Kesha in her room (at this point Kesha looks like one of those sad, abused kittens from an ASPCA commercial), Tami hands Kesha her bag before jerking it back and saying, “Did you ask for it back?”
Kesha complies and whimpers, “Can I please have my purse?” And I throw my house shoe at the TV and then I just get nauseous.
Because it’s sad! It’s so, so very sad … there’s so much hurt and emptiness in Tami that she had to dominate Kesha and hear that to make her feel like somebody. That therapist Tami’s seeing? She’s clearly horrible at her job, because they have made zero progress. Tami is a horrible advertisement for that therapist, and I’d find a way to sue if I were her.