August 22, 2014

Mean Girls

I know you probably clicked this post thinking it would be about one of our favorite movies, it isn't, but it kinda relates to the movie.

My classes for the early fall session started on Monday evening and I was super excited because three weeks without adult interaction (other than Hubs) was getting to me. My first class, like last session, is my Psych course. I was hoping to see at least one person I knew from the previous session, but that was not the case. So, like any normal human, I started trying to make conversation with my classmates. As the room filled, we all chatted casually, but when I tried to talk to the two girls sitting at the table in front of me it was like I was back in high school again. For the sake of this post, lets call them MG1 and MG2.

Instead of politely responding to my comment to them on what the class was talking about as a whole, I got evil eyes. You know, the why-are-you-even-looking-at-me-much-less-speaking-to-me death stare. I don't care if they don't like me, but how do they know they don't like me if they can't even speak to me? My mom said that maybe they heard how well I did in my previous Psych class and are jealous and/or mad that I'll be a favorite. I told her that was unlikely as I had only been there one session, and none of the people in my previous class were psych majors like all the ones in this class.

Ever the optimistic, I hoped for a fresh start on Wednesday. I got there early, as per the usual, and started finishing up the last few terms to define. Soon after, MG1 entered the room. I looked up from my notebook and again, I was getting that go-eat-sh*t-and-die stare from her. What did I do to deserve such look of hatred from someone I don't even know? MG1 put her books on the table and walked back out. A few minutes later MG2 came strolling in. Same look. Dropped her books and joined MG1 wherever she went.

Well, Amanda, maybe it's just how you are interpreting their behavior. 

NO. It's not. I'm not the only one who is getting these awful looks and the rude behavior. The one friend I did make in that class (who is also in my History class afterwards) is getting the same looks and vibe from them. And another lady I chatted with after class wednesday said the same thing, but shrugged it off as it's just how they are and they don't know any different. And you know what. She's right. I shouldn't let two women who don't even know me to get to me and make me feel bad about myself. I know who I am and what I'm capable of, and if they don't want me as a friend, perhaps they don't deserve me as a friend.

Have you dealt with a mean girl after high school?

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