This morning, coming in to work, I saw someone with really nice hair. I wanted to compliment her, but right before I was about to, the look she gave me really threw me off. The nastiest, “bitch-wtf-you -looking-at…hold-on-let-me-check-you-from-head-to-toe-first” type look. So… what’s up with that? Why are we so weird with each other? Always some kind of… I don’t know exactly the word for it? Competition? Maybe… that’s the word.
We always have to look better than her, or dress better than her, stand out more than her… but why?
I’m sitting here trying to think whether or not I do it too. I suppose in ways I do. Why? I don’t know, but what I do know is that I hate it. I wish we didn’t spend so much time at each other’s necks, be it covertly or open. I wish I could go and make female friends without it being “weird”. We all are just trying to live.
*shrug* let me so do some work now.
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