Garlic, silver and aspen stake. Energy Vampire Saga
Alas, vampires do exist. Moreover, they live among us. They need our attention, our time, our emotions. The most amazing thing is that their need to "pump out energy" from others has no mystical background. It is due to their vector set and their state.
In recent years, the expression "energy vampire" has become very popular. No one is surprised by phrases like: "Our boss will not bring the employees to hysterics, will not calm down … Just some kind of energy vampire …"; “Imagine, for more than an hour he did not stop speaking for a minute, did not give a word to insert. What a hard man! Sucked like a vampire, barely untied … All day after him like a squeezed lemon”; “Well, again, she brought you to tears ?! And she herself is happy with such a walk - well, purely a vampire, pumped up with energy …"
Alas, vampires do exist. Moreover, they live among us. They sit at the next table in the office, ride on public transport, sometimes even be friends with us, or in general - it's scary to say! - are our relatives. And no matter how much you poke them in the face with a clove of garlic or a silver ring “Save and save”, they only get hotter. After all, they need our attention, our time, our emotions. The most amazing thing is that their need to "pump out energy" from others has no mystical background. It is due to their vector set and their state (more information about vectors can be found on Yuri Burlan's website "System-vector psychology").
In a recent interview with a glossy magazine, the famous actress Chulpan Khamatova said: “It turns out that there are people and things who are called the funny word“chronophages”. They are stealing our time. Previously, they curled around me in whole crowds, but I, apparently, grew wiser and toughly cleared my personal space …"
Jammed record
Well, with things-chronophages, everything is more or less clear. Starting from playstation, entertainment reading and TV and ending with phones, the Internet and all sorts of messengers, they have firmly entered our lives, often not just stupidly stealing our time, but leaving us in return for a short feeling of pleasure, excitement, interest and other side effects of being involved in the process … With people-chronophages, everything, alas, is not so simple. Most often, regret about the time they took is aggravated by such unpleasant consequences as irritation, a feeling of emptiness, heaviness in the head, apathy and fatigue.
So, attack # 1 - vampire oral vulgaris or vampires talking, annoying. Communication with this type turns into an endless monologue (his monologue), which others have to listen to, getting irritated and losing energy. I will not classify these individuals, as various esotericists like to do on the Runet. There they divide the thieves of alien energy into "solar" and "lunar", into active and passive, and God knows what else. For convenience, we will call them “stuck record”. The similarity is undoubted, because the record, firstly, does not know how to listen to others, secondly, no matter what they say to it, it does its own thing, and thirdly, if the record is stuck, it can spin endlessly, fourthly, nothing annoys so as not carrying useful information and pressing on the ears.
The most harmless representative of the galaxy of chattering "vampires" is perfectly shown by Gennady Khazanov in the play "Dinner with a Fool". His hero François Pignon is an oral-anal-visual freak who is fond of match layouts - just obsessed with the obsessive desire to tell everyone about his hobby. Intrusive stories force listeners to grimace, but it is not easy to silence the chatty interlocutor.
Unfortunately, in life, not all oralists are as sweet and charming as the character of Khazanov with developed eyesight. Of course, they are different: for example, cheerful mass entertainers or charming artists of the spoken genre (developed skin-visual-oral bundle of vectors); calling for leaders, “verbs that burn people's hearts” (skin-oral or even urethral-oral people) and even heralds of power who can convince listeners of anything (like, for example, Zhirinovsky, in his case a developed oral vector is combined with several other, no less developed upper vectors).
But if we talk about those who deprive the listeners of their strength, or simply "vampire", then with their hyper-communication they often repel rather than attract. And all because their oral vector is not developed or belongs to a person who is not very realized, dissatisfied with life, who makes up for his lacks at the expense of the attention of other people, splashing out streams of his speech on them.
One such "jammed record" named Zoya Petrovna worked in an office where I often had to go on business. She had either vegetative-vascular dystonia, or arrhythmia, or tachycardia, or hyperemia. In general, something was wrong with her health, because on her desk there was always a box with medicines and a small device for measuring blood pressure.
However, everything would be fine, because they said that her health problems were not so serious. I think no one would have paid any attention to them if it were not for Zoya Petrovna's tendency to swell the elephant out of a fly and to constant chatter. Firstly, all the details of her illness and treatment were known to those around her from the words of the "sick woman".
As soon as someone hinted that he was "pulling somewhere in the side," Zoya Petrovna instantly gave out a bunch of alleged diagnoses, invariably starting with the words: "I was treated for this by one luminary …", or "At my father-in-law there was exactly the same problem … ", or" I'll tell you now how to be treated, this is the right way, I personally tried it when my neighbor's niece fell ill."
Second, she clearly considered herself an expert on at least a hundred different topics. It seemed that she was sitting not at a modest desk, but on the presidium of some commission, where everyone who entered had to be instructed for any occasion. Zoya Petrovna knew everything about everything. And the worst thing is everything about everyone. Where she got the information - the story is silent, but it was she who informed her colleagues about all the latest gossip and rumors.
"Radio" began to work from the moment it appeared in the office and did not stop talking for a minute. Even at tea, filling her mouth with buns, Zoya Petrovna managed to tell something to her friends. If there was not enough "local" news, such hot topics as a new series, an increase in rent, the weather and health, details of the personal lives of famous people, etc., were used - as long as there were ears ready to listen.
For lovers of silence, being in the same office with her was torture, since Zoya Petrovna did not stop for a minute. She was engaged in the processing of primary accounting documents and constantly told everyone that no one - "no, well, you imagine, absolutely NOBODY!" - of the counterparties does not want to do her job properly, that the whole load falls on her fragile shoulders, that it is she who does all the work for the accountants, who only do what they go to beauticians and hairdressers, and she has shattered health, weak nerves, a lot of problems, etc.
Delicate colleagues behind the back called Zoya Petrovna a "loudspeaker", and indelicate colleagues called "a spider", in the eyes the majority assented to her, thinking about their own; while some of them secretly dreamed of moving to another office. This did not bother Zoya Petrovna at all, because among her colleagues there were also those who listened to her with their mouths open. Again, there were daily visitors to the office and Petrovna did not miss the opportunity to "take by storm" other people's ears. She began by asking why and where the visitor came from, clinging to some detail and developing a stormy monologue on this basis. Many visitors left, fascinated by her oral charm and flattered by the attention of such a "pleasant and sociable" woman.
I confess that I myself first fell for this bait. People are generally attracted to extroverts who are ready to share and tell everything about everyone and, first of all, about themselves. Such "frankness" often causes a reciprocal desire to tell about yourself, which you can then bitterly regret. At our first meeting, Zoya Petrovna smiled affably, curling her plump and even slightly vicious lips, and asked:
- Are you the same Katya who is on business trips all the time? Probably, you get tired of constantly dangling something? And how does the husband look at it? Aaaaa, no muuuuujaa? And you know what I'll tell you, Katyushenka - now, after all, normal men are in short supply.
As a result, we talked for more than an hour, although, of course, “talked” is a loud saying. Zoya Petrovna spoke mainly, developing the topic of male deficiency in all possible directions. Somehow imperceptibly and unobtrusively she invaded my personal space, and now we were chatting at the window, bowing our heads to each other, and I laughed at some of her dirty jokes about the men. I remember thinking that I might find a new friend in her face, and for some reason I even blurted out to her everything that was in my heart.
And already on the next visit she received a slap in the face in response to her frankness. A colleague of Zoya Petrovna, with whom we mostly talked at work, suddenly told me in a private conversation that “having affairs with married bosses is only ruining your reputation,” and he looked at me so expressively that I broke out in a cold sweat. How did he know ?! I’m only Zoya Petrovna… under a big secret… oh she… such a yap!.. shameless chatterbox!.. She pulled out all my secrets and went to chat in all directions!.. Here is a spider!..
On one of my next visits to this office, the head of the company entered the office where Zoya Petrovna was sitting with a man. After briefly explaining what the department was doing and introducing the employees to him, he suddenly made a slight hitch when he reached Zoe.
- And this is Zoya Petrovna. She is engaged in primary documentation. Well, in combination - the first gossip of our team. If you want to collect dirt on employees, please contact.
The door slammed shut. I - and everyone around me - just opened their mouths in surprise. Apparently, somehow our heroine greatly annoyed the boss, since he allowed himself such an attack in front of an outsider. They said that under the previous leadership, our talker was "honored", even being a kind of mouthpiece, conveying all the moods of the team to the managerial office and, conversely, transferring to the team the unspoken CU of the authorities. However, the new bosses, apparently, were from a different test.
Zoya Petrovna looked around, drew air in her chest … and everyone understood that another fiery speech would be said now.
- No, well, you heard ?! Say that about ME! I'm just an honest person. Yes, it happens that I bring some out to clean water, but do I gossip ?! Judge for yourself, when the premium was distributed, who received the highest percentage?..
Zoya Petrovna spoke so ardently and sincerely that even those who suffered from the sound vibrations she produced involuntarily sympathized. Everyone gave up their classes and just sat and listened to this "loudspeaker", as children listen to their first teacher. By the end of the speech, Zoe was so inflamed that the monologue ended in tears and hysteria. I don’t know about my colleagues, but I really got a headache from her loud exclamations. Some compassionate soul called her friend from a neighboring office, and she immediately ran to solder the tear-stained Zoya with a valokordin. She measured her blood pressure and, listening to her endless explanations, hissed condemningly towards those around her: "They brought a good man, you evil ones."
The heroine of our story was the owner of at least three vectors that determined her behavior, and from each of them she took, perhaps, the most repulsive features. From the anal vector - excessive touchiness, from the visual - a tendency to hysterics, from the oral - obsessive talkativeness (read more about vectors here). And if the first two traits of her character could still be reconciled at the very least, then the team really suffered from the latter. But, alas, this is how the oral person works: he vitally needs the attention of others, "free ears" into which he can pour the streams of his speech, and it is not enough for him to just speak, he needs to be listened to. To gain the attention of others, he is capable of anything - embellish, lie, slander, tell dirty gossip …
Have you ever met people in a conversation with whom you barely manage to put in a word? Do you have a “fountain of eloquence” in your friends that cannot be “silenced” even when you see such a person out the door after an endless evening filled with his monologue? For even dressed and practically standing with one foot in the subway, he (she) is still trying to grab your attention, telling another story? Have you ever met people who can talk for hours on any topic, masterfully changing the direction of the conversation as soon as you lose interest in it?
Have you ever had to ignore phone calls when you saw someone with a conversation-obsessed person calling and you couldn't get rid of them? Is there a know-it-all chatterbox in your work collective who knows everything about everyone and is ready to tell these "terrible secrets" in secret to the whole world? Have you tried to pass unnoticed by an acquaintance who answered the duty question "How are you?" has a habit of describing in detail all the events of the last ten years of his, or even someone else's, life? If you answered “yes” to at least one question, then you understand what this is about.
With enviable regularity, Zoya Petrovna took sick leave, which never lasted less than two weeks. Each time, one of the employees had to sort out the incoming documents, which in itself was very stressful.
However, the main dirty trick was that when Zoya Petrovna returned, she arranged for her substitute employee "interrogation with partiality." She asked several questions on each document, asked where the envelopes in which the invoices came, and was indignant for a long time if she found out that they had been banally thrown out. Anal meticulousness, coupled with an oral need to speak, turned her into a real punishment.
It seemed that this "loudspeaker" would broadcast forever. But once everything worked out in a completely wonderful and simply incredible way.
Zoya Petrovna was summoned to the carpet by the big boss, who was unpleasantly surprised by the employee's morbidity statistics. In addition, more and more complaints from the accounting department began to come in that the documents checked by Zoya Petrovna came with errors and incorrect details.
Zoya Petrovna shed a tear in the eyes of her superiors, made a touching speech full of "bloody details" about how diligently and persistently she was doing the dirtiest and most thankless job in the whole company, receiving a penny for her hard work. They say that the part of her "speech" in which she told about how she undermined her health due to overload at work sounded especially soulful. She did not disdain scandalous details from the lives of her colleagues, telling her boss about how colleagues spend precious working time on social networks, calls on their mobiles, online shopping, reading magazines and even flirting!
However, the bosses were a tough nut to crack. The conversation turned out to be tough, and for Zoya Petrovna the audience ended traditionally: with tears, lamentations, calling a friend, measuring blood pressure and valocordinates.
After taking the medicine, Zoya began to inflame her discontent, turning first to this very girlfriend, and then raising her voice more and more and attracting everyone present to her speech. The words burst out of her:
- No, they think they can mock me for some pennies that I get here for this hellish job. Yes, if it were not for me, all the accounting would be paralyzed, they would only drown in some papers. This one new little Olga is worth something. Doesn't understand anything about the documents. But nothing, you can't hide the truth, we all know who it was and how it was put on this place.
- I do as much work as no one else does … They sit here, sorting through papers. And the secretary of the "chief"!.. You know that she was the mistress of our competitor, who exposed her in disgrace? And he also tries to make comments to me. How do you not know ?! Well, I'll tell you everything right now! So, everything was like this …
- With my health, I have to sit on "light work", and here I understand the documents from morning till night, I try for them. Could it be that where else would they find such a fool who would ruin herself like that for a penny?.. No, well, you must agree … Well, at least you, Nikanoritch, you have already chopped off twelve years with us. How were you thanked?..
This monologue of an unjustly offended "workaholic", filled with indignant appeals to the public and compromising evidence against the accountant and secretary, continued until the end of the working day.
In the end, Zoya Petrovna got herself so excited that she took a blank sheet of paper, wrote a letter of resignation of her own free will, went up to one of the managers, gave him the paper, threw her head theatrically back and said with the maximum intensity of tragedy that she was capable of:
- Victor, will you get to the director today? Give him my application, please!
Victor took the application and in a few minutes was at the director's office. Seeing the statement, the director was slightly surprised, but immediately wrote on it: "To the personnel department: fire without working off."
Excessive resentment often harms people with an anal vector, pushing them into rash actions, making them suffer and worry. It is difficult for people with an anal vector to forgive and forget grievances, and this often makes life difficult for them. The anal vector makes people for years (!) Sulk at offenders because of a trifling quarrel, it is he who makes them remember the insult all their lives. Such people often live in the past - and this is also one of the features of the anal vector.
In the morning of the next day, Zoya Petrovna was sitting at her desk, twirling a vial of Valocordin in her hands and looking at the phone - she was waiting for her superiors to call, who, as she hoped, would call her and persuade her to take the application. If someone else called, she ended the conversation surprisingly quickly, whispering into the receiver with a breath: "I'm waiting for an important call, call back later."
With some of the callers, she still did not hold back - she entered into conversations, telling in great secrecy that yesterday she had a serious conversation with her boss and, perhaps, today she will also have a serious conversation, and she needs to tune in, because the bosses are like that, you have to be prepared to enter it, because you don't know from what leg it got up, you know, blah blah blah … "Secret information", of course, was heard by the entire department.
Finally the phone rang again. Zoya Petrovna picked up the receiver and heard:
- Zoya Petrovna? This is the HR department's concern. Go for the bypass sheet, please …
Zoya Petrovna's mouth was dry, she put down the receiver, looked at the vial of Valocordin, which she was still clutching in her hands, and realized that now she finally needed it for real.
Alas, annoying oral vampire is not easy to get rid of. There is no answer to the question where his button is. And the accompanying set of vectors may be such that the oral is transformed into an unbreakable cast-iron monument … What to do? Oddly enough, the answer exists and there is a right to the "talking vampire".
But to cope with an unbelted oral, devouring your time and eager for attention, is half the battle. After all, there is also another breed of vampires, more sophisticated in the choice of methods of influence. Let's call them "emotion hunters".
To be continued…
