Meghan's Note- This is not meant to hurt anyone's feelings, but this is my blog & therefore I will write what I feel.
Before I start, it should be noted that 9 out of 10 people I work with at my main job are women. & women are notorious for being, well, women!
I'm the youngest one at the service desk, and one of the younger ones on our front end in general, when I started four years ago I was the youngest. Therefore if you ask people who's the baby of the walmart family, they will mostly say Meghan. So I'm watched over and they care about me, and worry about me & some meddle in my life as well, and for the most part, I'm okay with it, but there is one person who is the gossip of the group and she enjoys stirring the pot.
She approached me and said so-and-so says she's helping you a lot with your apartment and you guys are all buddy buddy and BFFs. Okay, first of all, why does it matter if I'm friends with her? I'm 22, as long as I'm not hurting anyone, I can be friends with whoever I want. Second of all, since when is it okay for a 40-something to use the phrase BFFs seriously, just no.
And then I was in returning something this afternoon and she brought it up again, and I had to bite back a response, because once again, I'M NOT HURTING ANYONE, and unless she's got some criminal background that I'm unaware of, she is not some crazy psycho serial killer.
Is my personal life & who I'm friends with really envy worthy? Because this wasn't the first time I've been called out so to speak on who I associate with. If you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you know about the relationship between my work momma and I. Well her younger daughter, who I was good friends with, called me out via facebook messenger, saying she thought we talked excessively and that it was weird that I meet her mom at work all the time, um, we work together! I told Karen and her exact words were "do I sense some jealousy from my daughter?" and laughed it off. Once I made sure these weren't feelings shared by Karen about us being too close, which they weren't, I let it go.
I love my life and wouldn't change a bit of who I am, but is it really something to get catty and jealous over? I really don't think so!
//stepping off of my soapbox.