Sorry to lambaste my own sex, but I really have to say what I feel.
Women can be reeeeally b*tchy.
Trust me, we can be.
It can be equally funny watching women being b*tchy as well.
I remember when I went to this year’s Computex, the world’s second-largest IT trade show. Because I work in the industry, I was walking around painfully in my high heels (I know, stupid mistake! But they looked good!) asking industry experts questions about new technologies.
And surprise, surprise…
The women never really gave me the time of day…
While the men were oh-so particularly helpful.
It’s kinda funny. I was wearing this ladylike silk skirt and heels. Everytime I’d go to a booth, the women would look at me up and down, and then turn up their noses. As for the guys, most would sit down with me and patiently explain how something work. They were really nice.
I’ve come to realize how b*tchy women can be.
It’s difficult for women to be extra nice to other women, especially when meeting them for the first time (same goes with men to men). That’s why, in social gatherings, you’d mostly see a man and woman animatedly talking… If you see a woman and a woman talking, they probably knew each other before, or they came to the party together.
Oh, you should see women’s reactions when they think you’re stepping in their territory.
Ahem, did I say territory? Well, it is since they consider their boyfriends/significant others their territory. Or if they’re single, the more women there are in a room, the more competition for the men’s attention.
Come a bit close, and growl… they’ll snap back at ya.
Yesterday, a couple of friends from the organization I serve in, started organizing an overnight event to Yilan. There seems to be a rock concert there on the 22nd. Of course, in order to keep the “male/female ratio” equal, they invited my good guy friend — and didn’t really invite me.
Of course, I was hurt.
It always hurt not to be invited…
And mind you, it’s not because they didn’t like me, because they did. It was because they wanted more women than men in the group.
Maybe they were guy-hunting… hmmm…
*scratches head and thinking*
Anyway, of course, my guy friend immediately told me about it. And when he found out there was a limit of inviting only males to the event, he made arrangements to open up the party so I can go.
It worked. But it still hurt.
Am not saying that these women are b*tchy. They’re quite sweet. But why didn’t they want to invite me? Was it because I posed some competition for the group?
All I can think of is, they’re just protecting their “territory.”
If I didn’t go, they’ll be able to bask in men’s attention. But if I go, part of the spotlight will be on me.
Sounds arrogant? Not really. Even my guy friend highly suspects that these women are guy hunting. Maybe I’m destroying their chances?
Last night, grabbed some drinks at Fifi. The ratio was 5 women (including me) and 1 guy.
Interesting to say, the three women launched into a fast discussion in Chinese, all but ignoring me. The other, was late, so she didn’t count.
Anyway, that was rude.
But then again, who cares?
You’re not really bothered that much if you don’t really care about the people who slight you.
It wasn’t a pretty boring night though. My guy friend and I shared some nice conversation. Thank God for him. Otherwise, I would’ve been bored to death.
Lesson: Life’s more interesting with more men, than with more women around (unless they’re your old friends).
This morning, I had the luck of sitting beside this woman-who-didn’t-smile in the bus.
When a woman smiles, no matter how unattractive she may originally be, she just shines…
But when a woman frowns, god. She’s uuuuuuuuugly.
It was funny. She was kind of irritated in something I’ve seem to have done. Maybe a bag that I put beside me. So she said something rude in Chinese.
Hmph. I don’t care. I merely turned my iPod Shuffle out loud.
Gosh, am turning into a b*tch.
Oh well, gotta block out the negative influences if you want to keep sane in this world.