None of anyone's business - Relationships
The older I get, the more I want to keep things private from people. Why? Because everyone has an opinion and I don't need people interfering or putting their nose where it doesn't belong.
When I worked at Target, the old cow Margo whose wedding I regretfully participated in, asked me what my boyfriend got me for sweetest day. What? I didn't know that was a thing. I said nothing. She asked why not? I didn't know. I didn't know it was an expectation and I got a laundry list of all the things Margo's boyfriend did for her. I felt horrible and hated my boyfriend at the time. I was mad. I shouldn't have been mad at him. I should have been mad at her for making me question our relationship at the time. She probably gave her dumb boyfriend a list of the things he was supposed to do anyway. The relationship I had with college boyfriend would implode later on but at the time, we were fine and happy. I called in sick the next day because I was mad at him. A dumb moment. Thanks, Margo.
I hated people interfering or commenting about my love life status. Made me feel like I had to apologetic all the time. I didn't know how to meet anyone and if you think I should have a boyfriend or be married, do you know anyone? Everyone wanted to throw in their two cents but nobody had the solution for my single status over the years.
And then dumb Harold came along and he encouraged me to decorate my desk with his pictures. I should have realized he thought he was Brad Pitt. I only put up one picture and someone asked me who he was one day and I said he was someone I met online that lived in San Diego. I even said boyfriend. She told me looked like Willie Nelson. That was rude. I did tell Harold that since he had an ego.
Did I go to her desk and look at her pictures and say Your husband looks like a redneck idiot? He did but I kept my mouth shut because that's disrespectful. Plenty of people said things to me about him and I thought Do I go around and insult your cross eyed kid or Botox Barbie wife? No. It's none of my business.
Yet, once I made that mistake of putting his picture up, I opened myself up to more questions that I didn't like when I went to see him. When I got asked by one woman how my trip was, I said Oh, it was fine. Did you see any sights? No, we hung out at the hotel I was staying at. We did do a lot of walking and he showed me a few spots in the area, but we were within walking distance of restaurants and a local mall. She let me know that we should be going to the zoo, Sea World and seeing more sites.
This same person was known to call and scream at her husband on the phone to Get his fat ass out of bed. She was telling me what to do? Did I say is that what you and your fat ass husband would do?
It made me feel more determined that my relationship was not going to fail with Harold. I would make up excuses when we lost touch and said well we went our ways. He went his way and never told me. I had a manager ask me why I didn't go to California on my vacation anymore. I said one time too expensive and walked away. This manager had employees in her office talking about their sex lives. She was useless when you had to ask her a question but she would perk up if she suspected that there was gossip.
If I was fortunate enough to meet anyone, it wouldn't be anyone's business. No Facebook or Instagram posts. It would be nice to look at social media and realize I have a relationship. I don't have to be a jackass and advertise it. Someone told me that I never said a cross word about Harold. That's because if I was mad at him, it would be between him and I. That's my thing. I had his back even if he didn't have mine. I'm sure he complained about me. I had college boyfriend tell his friends I was dumb. Well I never said he tried to dress like a white MC Hammer. Who's the dumb and classless one now?
It's nobody's business when it comes to relationships. And it's nobody's business if someone isn't in a relationship. Go watch E! news or the Kardashians if you want gossip.
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