Friend or Coworker

I just had an argument with a coworker, I thought was a friend. The difference being the way you behave towards them. Always play nice to random coworkers, be yourself with friends.

Anyway, I had swung by her desk to say hello and we were chatting about random events. As she is speaking, I notice that she has one gray hair in the exact same spot that I have one. So I said, "oh wow we both have a gray in the exact same spot. Strange." To which she gave me a weird look and carried on with what she was saying. The conversation later turned to the terrible neighborhood she lives in. So terrible in fact, she thought she was shot last week. Long story short, she thought she got shot in while walking through the neighborhood. It ended up being a bebe or something similar but for a few seconds she really thought she'd been shot. After discussing how scary that is and what a blessing it was that she was not, in fact, shot (btw nobody came out to help her while she was lying on the floor screaming and crying....great neighborhood) I made a comment about this being the exact reason I was concerned about her moving there to begin with. Now granted she was low on funds due to a breakup and whatnot, but there are other non expensive places to live that are not dangerous! Anyway she tells me to basically fuck off and get out of her face. Because, essentially, I said I had second thoughts about her moving to a shit hole.

Back at my desk I get a call from her telling me I am so rude and how dare I mention her gray hair!! WHAT!? hahahah Seriously? She was so mad about this gray hair that I almost fell over from laughing so hard. She was all about that not being appropriate social behavior to which I had to reply that she was obviously being overly sensitive. I also mentioned that perhaps we were brought up differently because in my world, that's the type of shit you discuss with friends. I mean how offensive is it to compare your gray with mine?? Weirdo.

So she continues on about me being on my high horse about where she lives. Um, hello I grew up in the Bronx. I know ALL about living in a decent area surrounded by shit. I grew up sharing a bedroom with my sister in our run down apartment building while wearing hand me downs and clothes from Caldor because my single mother was using all her extra cash to put us through catholic school. Which happens to be the complete opposite of this girl who was raised by her happily married parents in a huge house upstate. High horse eh? How about all the bull shit pity you give me for not "having religion" or parents that are still together. Pfft.

As you can tell, I'm annoyed. Sorry Charlie, but where I come from fake people don't get very far. I was brought up to be honest especially with your friends because they will be the only people that will tell you what you don't always want to hear. That's how I am and how I've always been. Take me or leave me. It is apparent though that this person wants someone who will sugar coat everything all the time in an attempt to win social graces. In other words, fake.