Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The bossy one

You know how there are some women that are just so abrasive they almost seem like men? They're not warm at all. They're just bossy and domineering and they never say anything in a cooperative or  friendly way. It's not that they can't be nice people—they can—but it doesn't seem to come naturally to them. They're just not concerned with the niceties of a civilized society—it's them and THEIR agenda. Period.

I met one of those women a few nights ago. I forget what she does but she sends out a lot of tersely worded emails to the squads that raise my hackles and as it happens, our daughters are in scouts together and they have a couple classes together at school in addition to cheering together. It's taking everything I have to not go head to head with this woman.

I never get along with her personality type. I must give off some subtle rebellious signal that those types pick up on that says FUCK YOU! YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME! because they always zero in on me and try to break me. I'm not exaggerating. It happens everywhere and it's happened my whole life. I just don't get along with those bossy Queen Bee types at all unless I completely subordinate myself to them and I have a really hard time doing that.

I told you...same players, same game. SIGH.

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