Nemesis
Michelle on Nov 25 2006 at 9:13 pm | Filed under: The Personal
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Inspired by Sunday Scribblings. This one is easy. I have two people in my life who could be described as such. One of them is myself. No one on this earth can top the hatred I have shown myself. I won’t go there, though, partly because it is just a bit too deep and painful right now, and also because it has already been done by Papyrus. And quite well at that, I should add!
So, instead, I shall tell the story of Bikini Skank, my true Arch-Nemesis. If she were in a comic book, she would have the form of a cat, because cattiness is her game. She is a sweet little underfed kitty that you feel a bit sorry for, and then, when she sees a piece of meat, BAM! the claws come out and she is ready to psychologically shred you to pieces.
She is not a woman’s woman. The fact that she has no female friends betrays the fact that she is a manhunter. She is the woman, who when my husband and I had a huge fight and broke up, was throwing herself in his arms two days later. She is the woman who knowing that I still had feelings for him (having been told so by yours truly), posted a picture of the two of them cuddled up smiling together on her bikini-clad website where she knew I could see it. She flirts with him publicly. Although he has asked her to stop calling, stop coming onto him, she persists.
I hate her because she makes me feel like I am nothing more than an annoyance to be shoved to the side. Her actions do not indicate that she perceives me as a threat to her goal at all.
However, I should thank her. Because of her, I am honing my sexiness powers. I quit eating about ninety percent of what I was consuming before this happened, and have lost 15 pounds. I am lifting weights and exercising. I bought some new make-up and am using it.
She also made me realize that I have been taking my husband, from whom I have been separated for six months now, for granted. I have been too comfortable thinking that he would basically always be there for me, even though we are not together. I have grown complacent in the in-between stage. I was devastated at the thought of actually really losing him, and that was a shock. I had no idea, really.
Unfortunately, we run in the same social circles. If I run into her, what should I do? Should I use my super-duper teacher stare to incinerate her? Should I use my superior weight and sit on her? Or perhaps simply be thankful I am not her?
Your dislike of her is fueling some healthy eating habits and introspection. I get wild if I eat too much sugar. The students always ask me if I had any chocolate at lunch. They like it when I get kind of crazy!
And use your teacher stare on her!!
I wish I had someone who so inspired me to get off my butt!
I guess even Bikini Skanks can serve a purpose.
When running into said skank socially, I would be my charming self but use the killer stare to let it be known exactly what I thought of her. Sometimes the eyes say it best. Though, I have to admit, sitting on her would be a hell of a lot more fun.
Good luck, chin up, and all that.
Wow…sounds like lots have been going on with you! I agree with Margaret…ise the teacher stare for sure!
Good for you for eating more healhty and even better that you realize the difference in they way it makes you feel. Isn’t it funny how things like this can ake us look at things so differently.
Hang in there…I am rooting for you over here.
I’d say use the super-duper teacher stare on her and then go home and be thankful you are not her! Hope the new healthy routine continues to go well!
Everyone seems to favor the glower, so I must jump on the band wagon and say: Go for it! I know some people who can wilt flowers with their glares!
My own remedy for social contact with people who I detest is cloaking my disposition behind an apathetic front.
First off, I love the name you’ve given her — perfect. And you’re already doing what she does NOT want you to do: you’re losing weight, you’re gaining confidence, and you’re putting yourself in a position where she won’t matter one little bit. You may love your husband, but you don’t NEED him (even if you still think you do - you will find out it’s not true). I promise you: that knowledge is key to your success. I have eaten women like BS for lunch. She is worthless!
Be thankful that you are not her, but also be thankful that her skanky ways have helped you come to some healthy realizations about yourself, and to take measures to get heathier, as well.
I liked the line: “because cattiness is her game”. very nice.
Yes, I agree, be thankful for all that you’ve learnt from this and move on.
I agree with Tense Teacher. That’s because I am generally not one that believes in reacting to things with negativity. I know that negativity is hard to resist sometimes, though.