Obediant Wives Club?! Suuuure, where do i sign up?!
I recently deleted someone (ok, maybe more than just one someone) off the ‘friends’ list for no better reason than….. well, it wouldn’t have made a Sasquatch difference to me if i knew if she took a dump at 10:18am that morning or if she was having an open invite orgy in her living room. Or if she had a sex change.
Yes, that’s how i judge who i retain on the list. I know, at this day and age, my standards are just oh so low.
But last night’s dinner, T shoves her hand phone into my face and says that this woman was being unbelievable on her fb status. Apparently she went on a fender bender about the working women in some pretentious house-wifey intonation. Apparently, because I have a job, according to the Potential Obediant Wife Club President Candidate, I:
1) hate my job, am lousy at it, and I should just give up and stay at home
2) go around with unshaven legs because i don’t have time to groom myself (oh she is so wrong, i go around with un-shaven armpits and untrimmed hair coming out of my ears. I barely have hair on my legs)
3) bake crappy cupcakes and have no culinary skills
4) may be able to pay for my own shopping bills, but only have time to shop on weekends with the rest of the plebians.
5) am probably not very fun in the bedroom cause you know, i am always tired after work
6) am ignorant because i don’t have time to read books
Her hate list was pretty extensive and was desperately seeking validation.
I was flabbergasted.
I really admire stay at home moms and house wives because I sometimes wished my mom stayed home to take care of me, but our family had bills to pay and feeding my brother was an expensive project. I see how different my sister turned out (she is an angel, a role model citizen and she is so super smart compared to me) cause my mom stayed at home taking care of her when she was at her young formative years. I on the other hand…. well turned out like ‘this’. (‘This’ to some salesperson translates to little tiny monster that runs amok in the ladies dressing room when she was 6 years old) Which is not so bad, but i do wish i had better grasp on maths. (hangs head in Chinese shame).
But…. is this what they really thought about me? Having to be grumpy at my desk on Saturday mornings instead of in bed with a good book or making a well balance healthy breakfast?
Awwwww…….. it’s rants like these that makes me wish……. woman supported one another and bond together more instead always trying to bring each other down.
Sisterly love! Thank heavens my girl friends and I are supportive of one another, even right down to stalking cheating partners and engineering traps for arnabs-arnabs.
What’s with all the hate and dislike? Thank goodness FB doesnt have a dislike button. I would have clicked on it. I would have opened 10 new user accounts just so I can click numerously on the dislike button.
Gah. Am I determined to be a grumpy cavewoman at work today…. oh wait, it’s past 1 and I can go home now! Yaaaayyyyy!
Happy Weekend Everyone!
J
Ps: Thank you friends who still go out with me even though I forgot to shave my legs
PPs: sorry there isnt any conclusion to this rant, but my weekend has officially started! Hurrah!
