Musings and contemplation.

I was thinking on the train coming home last night about women, and the reasons why I honestly can't stand them. I know, that sounds terrible - and I want to make it clear that I don't hate women as individuals. The few women that I've met that I liked, they're indeed very cool people. No, this is as an entire gender - again, that might sound unfair, judging an entire gender by a few peoples' behavior - but it is what it is. I've noticed it and I don't think it's a coincidence.

Anyhow, I was talking with a female acquaintance at work yesterday afternoon, and we were sitting there doing our jobs, checking people in for their testing. Another female comes up to the counter and just starts browsing the 'net, you know... well, this woman leans over to me and shows me a note written on a bright pink Post-It. It said, I swear to God: "Ever notice how she always comes up to the counter when there's nobody up here but she won't when it's busy? The bitch gets on my nerves."

Now, that might not seem like much to bitch about. But keep in mind - this female acquaintance of mine is always saying how much she likes me and how we're all 'close friends' and shit. Uh... we are? Nice of you to tell me but I wasn't aware that I considered you "close". "Close" is reserved for people who have been through the wringer with me in the last year and a half, for people who have talked me out of doing myself in, for people whom I've hugged and kissed and squeezed, for people whom I'd do just about anything for.

This woman at work does not, in my mind, qualify. Nor will she ever if she can write a note like that. Know why? Because if she's this catty toward someone else that she still speaks to in the course of work... going out to lunches with her and all of that... how do I know what she's saying about me behind my back, you know what I mean?

Seem like a paranoid thought to you all? Maybe it is, but that's exactly the kind of bitchiness that I'm talking about when it comes to the female gender. I'm the kind of person where if you have something to say to me, even if it's negative, fucking say it to my face and don't be a little catty bitch about it. That's what people did in the South, when I lived in Georgia - they'd talk sweet in front of your face, but when your back was turned, they'd stab it. Luckily, I'm one of those people that eventually find out if someone's fucking me over, no matter how hard people try to keep shit secret - so if I am being talked about, by this woman or anyone else, I'll soon find out.

I don't think I am - I'm not that paranoid anymore - but I don't trust anyone that can act like that.

So what does this have to do with women in general? Honestly, I think most women do this shit, they talk smack about their so-called "friends" behind their backs for whatever reason they can fathom, mostly competition. I read a book recently called "Tripping The Prom Queen" where it discussed the fallacy of the so-called "sisterhood" - there is no such thing as "bee-eff-eff, best friends forever" or "women bonding together against male oppression". My ass. These are outdated ideas from the 1970's. The plain, simple truth is - when it comes to careers, or having kids, or Jesus God forbid, fighting over a man - women will be the first ones to stab each other to "protect what's theirs". Simple as that. It's a sad state of affairs, but it's true. I don't know of one female (sadly, myself included) that doesn't do it.

And I challenge anyone else to show me an example where it's different.