This chick must be at least 55….prob closer to 60 or more…..it would be rude to ask, even for me. She attempts dress like she is 25. She doesn’t have the body for it, I don’t either…..but that’s not what gets to me. It’s the way she acts.
I don’t know any self-respecting woman that feels the need to announce herself, at full volume, when she walks the the door. Some people say she’s “just having fun”. I’m just embarrassed for her. I literally cringe when she come to say hello to the people that I hang out with. It doesn’t help that she posted a video of herself in Facebook being loud and obnoxiously bouncing her tits at Waffle House. Seriously!!!!!! Who does that??? I don’t care how young or old you are…..or “how young you feel”. Grow the fuck up and have some self respect!
The problem is that I cannot hide whatever emotion I am feeling, so everyone can see how absolutely uncomfortable I am with this woman. I’ve even told my husband that if I EVER act like her to tell me so that I don’t embarrass myself or him.
Even as I write all of this I know that there are times, probably more than I would like to admit, that I have acted like a complete idiot….not in the same manner as this woman, but the result is about the same.
I’m not sure what bothers me more…..her actions or that by people accepting those actions she is encouraged to continue. Does she know people are laughing at her? Embarrassed for her? Does she care what people think?
Anyone reading this may say….”fuck what people think”. I say it myself at times…..but I know that inside I do care, we all care. If you say you don’t care what people think of you, then you are full of shit!! Everyone cares, at least a little bit. If you say you don’t, it’s like saying you don’t masturbate,
Ok, crazy rant over for tonight.
Ok, so now that I posted it I see ALL of the typos!!!!! I can’t actually type anyway, but that shit is horrible!!! Girls???? Can I edit shit after it’s posted??
I wish I could change my “Name”, but I don’t know how. The truth is I joined tumblr to passively, in my own way, see what my daughters were up to. Some call that spying, but I think of it as concern. That being said, they know I look.
Anyway, I realized, not for the first time, that I am more critical than other people. Then I though….maybe I could just write about the stupid shit that bothers me that doesn’t bother other people. My best friend would certainly appreciate the break.
I know it’s a character flaw, but at this point I don’t know how to change 41 years of “this is fucking how I am”.
I love that my daughters just post or reblog whatever they are feeling, knowing that I read it. I am hoping they won’t mind when I do the same.
For some unknown reason I have followers. I never really post anything. I may heart or reblog something that u like from the girls or one of their friends, but that’s it. Is there some score card for how many people you follow? Or am I missing some tumblr etiquette that “says” if you follow me I will follow you?? If so, that’s just fucking lame.
I have shit ton more to say, but this is getting long trying to type on a phone.
The new “just me”.