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September 26th, 2016 Comments off

She was using my neck to brace herself. Brat.

She was using my neck to brace herself. Brat.

Ages ago (or, at least, it feels that way), a woman I thought I was friends with posted on her (now defunct) blog about how I didn’t know how she took her coffee, so I clearly didn’t know her.

She didn’t flat out say she was talking about me. It’s possible she even pretended she was talking about someone else. I can’t remember.

I do remember that, at the time, I couldn’t, for the life of me, figure out who she was talking about. And I didn’t really care. I was wrapped up in my own personal drama (who isn’t?), and a rant about how a cup of coffee proves you don’t know someone wasn’t really at the top of my list of things to worry about.

There was a deeper message about how you can’t get to know a person by reading their blog which (maybe intentionally) completely erased all of the time we spent talking outside of our blogs, and the time we spent commiserating about our psychotic boss, and the amount of time I spent defending her to our psychotic boss (to my own detriment) to make sure she didn’t lose her job. Read more…

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