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November 2002
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Y'all, there is so much drama going on at the Steakhouse, it's ridiculous. How do I always get caught up in these things? I already lived through junior high and I have the emotional scars to prove it, thank you very much. I don't need this crap. It's all just a bunch of She said this, and Well, listen to this, and My feelings are hurt! and Why doesn't she like me? and She knew that I liked him! and I'll try to explain it, but even I'm not sure what is going on. I really don't. See, there's this girl that I went out with a few times. We'd gone to the Pub together and she came over to watch the American Idol reunion, but that was about the extent of it. However, she was the first person at the restaurant to come to my apartment (she then proceeded to go tell everyone that I live in a "rich person's apartment") and the first personal I socialized with outside of work. I learned pretty fast, however, that she's incredibly clingy and doesn't have many (if any) friends outside of the restaurant. (She always seemed miffed and hurt when I'd mention plans I had with non-Steakhouse people. Like, excuse me for having friends.) We'd gone for beers maybe twice and she was already planning weekend trips to Savannah and asking me to help her move. From our conversations I gathered two important facts about her personality. One, she is very into gossip. And two, she's very dramatic. Her problems are Problems, you know? Plus, she also has a crush on Kitchen Boy and any time we talked it quickly deteriorated into "What's his problem and why doesn't he like me?" I'd keep my mouth shut and attempt to change the subject. Now in the three months or so that I've been working there I've also become close to a couple other girls, Melissa and Amanda, and they're people I actually consider friends. They're sweet, charming and we have a lot in common, not the least of which that we're in the same age group. (Girl A refuses to tell anyone her age. She claims it's irrelevant. But if I had to guess, I'd say 33. She's over 30, at the very least.) Now all of us have socialized together, more than once. But ever since the first time we all went out together Girl A has been very snitty with me, and constantly makes little comments, if she deems me worthy enough to talk to at all. She employs classic junior high tactics like asking people to go to lunch with her while I'm standing right there. I'd usually just roll my eyes, but I'd be a liar if I said it didn't hurt a little. Mostly because I don't understand her motivation. If she's jealous that I hang out with other people, this kind of behavior isn't exactly going to endear me to her, you know? But then today it got really bad. Evidently she called the restaurant yesterday and told Amanda that she had "to talk to [her] about something." Well, that something happened to be me. Now, I don't know the exact details of their conversation, mostly because I don't want to put Amanda in the middle and make her feel like she's betraying someone's confidence, but hello? Why would she seek out Amanda to talk to in the first place? Just to get under my skin and to make sure that I knew that she was Mad or Hurt or Whatever? And she barely even looked at me today, but made sure to giggle and smile anytime Melissa or Amanda were around and she certainly went out of her way to flirt with Kitchen Boy, who according to our last conversations, she hated and couldn't believe she was ever into him. Part of me just wants to confront her and ask her what's going on, but most of me just doesn't care. Aren't we supposed to be grown-ups?
The notify is yellin for No More Drama. And the forum has blocked out memories of the 7th grade.
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