What I Was Feeling When Nick Refused To Shake My Hand

When Nick refused to shake my hand, I grew angry with him, and I felt like he did not care for me anymore. Even before this, I know Nick saw me on the street, but he did not even come to greet me. This made me upset because Nick is usually nice to everyone he sees. I felt that Nick was one of my good friends, and I did not know why he never came to greet me. After the whole Gatsby incident, I felt ecstatic to finally see someone I could trust. Even though I sometimes come out to be aggressive, I know that Nick felt like I was a nice and polite man to be around. I also felt like Nick was the kind of person who would always be there for me, no matter what happened to me. I felt like Nick was that mediator who was able to help solve any of my problems without complaining or getting angry. Then, when Nick did not shake my hand like good friends usually do, I felt crestfallen. I felt like I had maybe lost of the few people I could actually trust. Then when I told the truth to George about Gatsby driving the car, I knew this made Nick feel like I was a selfish jerk who did not care about anyone. Since Nick was moving, I knew I probably would not see Nick anymore. I initially felt relieved that Nick would not be there to humiliate me anymore. I resented Nick for trying to point out my flaws to other people. But then, I felt like there was a major hole in my life. I knew deep down that I would really miss Nick, and that there would be no one like him. Nick was so easy to get along with, and I felt defeated without him. Never again will I see the person I respected the most, and I know I screwed up horribly.

What I Was Thinking When Myrtle Died

When Myrtle died, I immediately thought of the possible causes for her death. I first thought about George maybe killing Myrtle, but then I realized that he would never do anything like that. Myrtle was the only person who George had, and George is not capable of even doing something like this. I then thought that maybe Gatsby had killed Myrtle, but he apparently in "love" with Daisy, and I don't think Daisy had any kind of grudge against Myrtle. After contemplating about this for a couple of minutes, I realized that Myrtle had to do this herself. I thought about her relationship with George, and this would have been one reason for her trying to kill herself. I knew that poor old George did very little to support him and his wife, and she probably got fed up with him. I know Myrtle, and she liked to be with exciting men, like me. Her death also affected me in a way. I began to think where I would go to find another woman if Daisy really did love Gatsby and not me. Of course, all of this traces back to my mortal enemy Gatsby. I hoped that Gatsby killed Myrtle because with Gatsby in jail, Daisy would come right back to me and not have to wait for dumb Gatsby to come back for her. Even before her death, I thought that Myrtle and I had something for each other. We were actually getting to know each other without George or even my own wife Daisy noticing. I know this may seem wrong, especially for Daisy, but she does not care for me as much as she used to, which has started to bother me. Myrtle actually did, and I thought she may make a great woman in my life.

What I Was Feeling When Gatsby Told Me That Daisy Loved Him

When Gatsby said to me that Daisy loved him, not me, I went berserk. I was not only angry at Gatsby for telling a big fat lie, but I was also a bit surprised that he would come up with that. All of my anger for Gatsby was starting to really build up that day, and that comment just made me explode. First of all, I felt determined to tell Gatsby off and tell him the real truth. I felt so close to Daisy that I knew this would never happen with her. Also, I felt hostility towards Gatsby, and I just wanted to go up to him and give him what he deserves for that inaccurate remark. I felt like Daisy would speak up here and agree with me about how Gatsby's comments were not true, but that was not the case. Then, when Daisy said she was leaving me, I felt utterly disappointed in her. Of all the things I do for her, and this is how she treats me. I also felt more unimportant than I really was because now my own wife decides to go out with a common bootlegger who steals money instead of me. That made me feel poor as dirt. Even though Daisy admitted to never liking Gatsby, this did not make me feel any better because deep down, she still felt a connection with this old man. She only denied these things because I was in the room with her. When this whole event finally ended, I felt so much malice towards Gatsby that I was motivated to do anything it took to bring Gatsby down in any way, shape, or form. With Daisy, I felt like she let me down to the point where our marriage may be in jeopardy. Overall, I felt ignorant for not knowing that this whole situation was going on for five years. If I had just known about this situation before, I felt like I could have done something to stop it at the beginning.

Why I Stopped at George's Auto Shop

I stopped at George's auto shop because I wanted to see what was going on. When I usually pass by George's shop, there is never a soul there, except for him and maybe his wife. Also, I heard that George and Myrtle were planning on moving the next day. I knew deep down that something did not feel right with this whole situation. When I arrived at the shop with Nick and Jordan, there were crowds of people coming in and out of his office to speak with him. This included Michaelis, the owner of a coffee shop next door to George. Also, everyone there looked like they were in a panic, and everyone looked upset. When I first heard of Myrtle's death, I was devastated. Myrtle was the only person that George had, and his life would be terribly ruined without her. Also knowing George, I knew that this would hurt him more mentally than financially. Myrtle was the main reason that most people even came to George's shop, including me and Daisy. The sad thing, though, is that all of the people there were not even giving him any business. They were just there to get the story and leave. I also stopped at the shop to try and comfort Tom and help him with this mystery of Myrtle's death. I knew that George wanted to hear the truth, and I deeply wanted to tell it to him so he might feel a little better. In this time of need, I wanted to make sure George had some company to support him, especially after something as tragic as this.

What I Was Thinking When George Killed Gatsby

When George killed Gatsby, I was kind of surprised that George had the mindset to actually kill Gatsby in plain sight. I thought that George was the kind of guy who just sat back and let things happen without him having to do anything at all. But I was completely wrong. What I thought was even more surprising was that George killed himself right after he killed Gatsby. I guess he didn't want to deal with the punishment he was going to face for murder in the first degree. At the time, I though that this event would benefit me for the better. I thought that now there would not be this guy trying to steal my wife, and I would not have to constantly tell Gatsby to back off from her. Before George killed Gatsby, I was actually considering killing Gatsby myself. Right after Myrtle's death, it looked to me that George actually thought that I killed Myrtle. I know a couple of times that I have been mad and sometimes violent with Myrtle, but I would never go to the extreme and kill her. I liked her too much as a person. But every time I walked up to George in his house, he had his hand on a gun in his pocket like he was going to kill me. At that point, I knew that I had to tell the truth, that Gatsby drove the yellow car that killed Myrtle. I actually didn't know if Daisy or Gatsby was really driving the car, but I was so angry at what Gatsby did at the hotel earlier at the day that I had to put the blame on him. It was the only choice. Knowing George, I thought that nothing would even happen to Gatsby because George is to weak to do anything useful. When the murder finally happened, I began to think what might happen to me if they knew I was the one to tell George that Gatsby ran over Myrtle. Then everyone would know that I lied, and they would come after me. I was the most weary of Nick, because he knew Gatsby would never do anything like that. Overall, I thought that Gatsby deserved his death, and that society could finally go back to its normal lives without him.