Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Because there's some stuff I can't tweet:

Since being single for the past couple of months (oh, I'm single now, by the way), I have had not one, but THREE of my male co-workers "have a crack", so to speak. This is not flattering. This makes me suspect that somebody is spreading rumours that I'm a super easy slutbag. And what bugs me the most is that these are guys who I considered to be good buddies, and who were apparently biding their time to try and eventually get into my frilly pants.

Ok, maybe more sensible than frilly.

Also, I experienced the wonder of being out with an Incredibly Beautiful Person the other night. I had come from work and was dressed in typical fashion, i.e. like a bum, and observed the activities with much interest from my spot against the wall, where I became completely invisible in her presence. It reminded me of that episode of 30 Rock where Liz Lemon goes out with a supremely beautiful man, who has no idea when he is terrible at things because he is constantly shown favour and given praise because he is beautiful. Kind of. It seems to work like this:
  • Continual comments about her (very beautiful) appearance
  • Men continually joking that she is their girlfriend
  • Never having to pay for her own drinks
  • Men making constant excuses to be near her and touch her
And so on. I thought about doing my hair nice, and putting on make-up, and dressing all pretty to see if it made a difference. For all of 5 seconds before I remembered that I really can't be arsed.

In other news, a friend and I are planning on a round-the-world trip for next August/September. I am 26, and should probably be saving for a house deposit. But travel is way more fun. Whoo!

3 comments:

i.hate.my.name said...

You're back! Wait are you back or just venting a little?

My best friend is that girl. Everywhere we go, whether she is single or not there will be photos taken at clubs of boys kissing her on the cheek, calling her their girlfriend. I got really mad when she died her hair dark and got tattoos, because she starting encroaching on my hot alternative boy territory. I am the angry brunette, she is the hot blonde, why can't people just accept the natural order of things?

Anyway, I hope you are back.

Adam said...

So wait, do you not have "super easy slutbag" on your resume? Dude, that's like THE secret to being a way awesome IT contractor, 3 words and you can pretty much charge whatever you want. Actually dudez, even though the thought of someone spreading rumours about you is a bit entertaining, I would say the lads having a crack is because you're a grower, ie, peeps like you more the more you hang out. I'm defo a grower. The Incredibly Beautiful Person is not a grower, and can tend to be a little messed up because of all the attention. I have a few friends that are IBPs and the junk they have to put up with sometimes is stupid.

WORLD TRIP YEAH! Houses booo! The house'll come later, fun up lady!

RAT said...

i.h.m.n - this was a first for me, I don't think I've ever seen an entire bar full of guys go all giddy over a girl before, it was crazy! And I don't think I'm back just yet, tweets are a bit limiting sometimes and I felt like a good, old fashioned blog post. Might come back later though. Thanks missy!

Adam - ah, a grower you say? As much as I think I would like the idea of being that super awesomely pretty girl, I think being a grower sounds just fine to me. Though I wish that sometimes they were happy being Just Friends. Because when they make that move and cross that line, it is weird forever more. And I hate that weirdness - it blows. World trip, whoooooooooo!!1!@!