This Ain't My First Time At The Rodeo
As a general rule I try to avoid feeling competitive with other women. I tend to find it counterproductive. After all, how can be possibly beat the boys' asses if we're too busy fighting over them? Indeed, I have always maintained that cat fighting is the patriarchy's way of keeping us down. And yet, some women simply *encourage* my instincts to scratch and pull hair. Case in point. Do you all remember that girl I told you about several weeks ago, the one who I was friends with, who made out with the boy I liked after I told her I had already made out with him and that I liked him and wanted to see if it could develop into something? Well, last night due to a series of odd convergences, 47 ended up hanging out with her.
They were in a group of people, and he actually texted me to tell me what he was doing and we spent the majority of the night snarking back and forth to one another via text about how lame she and their mutual friends were. It was a great moment of relationship solidarity. He knows I don't like her and is beginning to share my opinion of her, which I really appreciate. However, towards the end of the night she apparently slipped him her phone number, a move that completely bugs me even though she doesn't know about us and can't for the time being due to various outside factors too complicated to get into on a blog.
So although as a rational human I know she didn't do anything wrong, my petty, jealous mean girl side can't help but feel irked that she's infringing on yet another one of my relationships. This is also the side that's prone to making pointed, condescending remarks towards the people who make me feel bad, an instinct I will now have to fight with her.
In general, I tend to wonder what's wrong with her. Does being a tomboy somehow absolve her from following the girl code--the unspoken agreement between women wherein you don't mack on another lady's man? Is the girl code only something that can be learned through pouring of Seventeen in one's youth, shopping for lip gloss and learning how to walk in heals? I used to think it was an instinctual thing that all women in possessed, but now I'm wondering how much of it is a learned behavior just like so many other female traits.
In the comments section tell me about a person who always seems to disrupt the harmonious flow of events and circumstances in your life.
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