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Here’s the nutshell:
I found out in a very roundabout manner that there will be a party that EVERYONE is invited to but I was SPECIFICALLY not invited to. No details are necessary (and I wouldn’t have been able to go to said party even if I HAD been invited since I have other obligations for that same time), but I really, really, really hated finding out the way I did.

I have asked the person who was told that I wasn’t to be invited & it was confirmed. It was specifically requested that I not be there. I don’t care about not being invited (or even that I’m so hated/despised/unwanted that a specific request was made that I not be there)… I just wished I had been informed directly, instead of finding out in the manner that I did. I wish that I did not have to confront this person stuck in the middle to get the truth… and that people can respect that I can deal with the truth better than I can deal with not knowing/guessing the situation/being told half-truths. And I appreciate that someone was only trying to “spare my feelings,” but I *was* going to find out eventually & my feelings would have been hurt a trillion-fold FURTHER if I had found out after-the-fact that I hadn’t been told the whole truth in the first place. But now that it’s out in the open, I can deal with it & be over it. And I am, mostly.

Which brings me to my fucking brilliant idea (just indulge me, please)…

Seen on IM:
me: At this moment, I’m fantasizing about having an ever sending UNINVITATIONS DISSINVITATIONS™ to people.
me: I’m indulging in evil fantasies
me: Please excuse this momentarily lapse of sanity OutOutBlogger: np
OutOutBlogger: vent on
me: “We are announcing our (event) on (date). Please do us the honor of finding somewhere else to be. Because you’re a piece of shit” [could also be customized: Because we hate your guts. Because you're a smelly cunt. Because you're a fat pig. The possibilities are endless!]
OutOutBlogger: in nice calligraphy
me: Exactly! With an RSVP card
me: That they need to return to tell us where they will be INSTEAD of at our event
me: ha!
OutOutBlogger: me: THINKING evil thoughts is only slightly better than ACTING ON on evil thoughts, isn’t it?
OutOutBlogger: i think it’s much better
OutOutBlogger: healthy, as a matter of fact
me: I think my idea is brilliant
me: But I wouldn’t actually do it, of course
me: But wouldn’t that be much better? If you were going NOT invite someone, to just TELL THEM they weren’t invited?
OutOutBlogger: that’s an interesting idea
me: I’d prefer that
me: the stay-the-fuck-away-o-gram™
OutOutBlogger: that’s very catchy
me: I’d probably get lots of them though. Doh.

I’d still prefer to get a stay-the-fuck-away-o-gram™ instead of finding out the way I did. You?

UPDATE: Response to dj mo fo

dj mo fo left the following comment: i just re-read this and maybe i’m reading it wrong but it seems that you were not univited. you were just not invited.

uninvited is extremely rude, hurtful, and crass. it means that you were originally invited and then they said “on second thought, don’t come”

For the record, yes, you are right I was never invited. I was not “un”invited.

I was (what I call) “dissinvited”. I was dissed so badly that not only was I not invited in the first place, someone went out of their way to SPECIFICALLY make it clear that I was not to be invited. I guess you could also say I was “banned” from the party. But I think dissinvited sounds a little nicer, but that’s just me.

So that’s how I use the terms above… unless someone has another way of describing what happened.