The Worm Has Turned

Yes....MySpace. I decided I have to find some way of keeping up with my family so I don't have to actually talk to them. I DO NOT want them reading this diary. I'm keeping this diary for myself, for all the deep, emotional stuff. For all the sex talk and screaming and all the melodrama that has made Peyton Place such a soap opera. I'll be posting more daily fluffy type stuff over there if you want to check it out.

Speaking of melodrama...BigRed got fired. No, she didn't quit...FIRED. I found out from a mutual friend who had it straight from her. The shop was in trouble, they were going to go out of business in December. But the woman they had hired to replace me? Her boyfriend bought out a half the company so they can stay open, bailed them out...on the condition that the girlfriend be made manager. So instead of just demoting BigRed they fired her.

Now, this was a really shitty thing to do. I'm not surprised TheOwner did it and a acknowledge the basic fact that this was a sleazy, sneaky betrayal of someone who had worked a ton of hours. They're even fighting her unemployment application.

But I have difficulty feeling a great deal of sympathy for BigRed, as I went through the exact same scenario with her six months ago.

And I felt bad that I felt no sympathy...am I not trying to grow and improve myself and achieve a more balanced harmonious existence? And I was being catty and saying to StarWarsGuy, "Ha. Wonder how she's likin' that?" It's one thing to rant about in here...in semi-private...but saying it aloud to people who know her is different. I felt that was uncharitable and not in keeping with the Nine Virtues of ADF that I strive to follow.

I had just joined MySpace and I knew she'd said she was on there. So I went looking for her profile. Maybe I could find away to express some sympathy and give some encouragement without letting her think I was over everything (because I'm not). I found the profile but her blog said she was now blogging over on Yahoo 360.

Okay, trip over there, find her with relative ease. Read the blog. Felt a bit like trespassing or evesdropping, but it was right out there in public. And maybe I'd find out more about her side of things, if she expressed any real regret over the rift between us.

Not one damn thing about it what happened in June. Not one. Oh there was a chirpy entry about how she'd taken over as manager and everything was lovely and she was making so many changes (hmm, all the damn changes I tried to make maybe...but couldn't get anyone to listen to?) and life was grand. Not one word about anything. In fact not one word about me anywhere in there. We were very good friends for nearly two years and had known each other for three years before that. Went out together, partied, shopped, all those girly things...had deeper discussions too about life and religion and all kinds of things. I lent her money. She stayed over here numerous times. She watched my kids. We helped each other through boyfriend troubles and breakups. I got her that damn job at the shop. I am not mentioned once. And she had nothing to say about the day I blew up in her face and screamed expletives so loud I scared the customers and stormed out in the middle of my shift. Nothing about how I refused to read her e-mails and blocked her, refused to answer the door when she came over to the apartment.

Well. I'm not at all sure how to take that. I don't feel bad about not feeling sympathy anymore. Interesting to know my exact level of importance in her life.

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