Saturday's Party, because I forgot on Sunday.
There was much drama surrounding C.'s birthday party this weekend. I invited a friend, the friend I went to Culture Club with. He and I are buds, we have fun when we go out, and we only hooked up that once (and he's man enough to admit that I know more about football than he does!). I invited him to come, I figured it'd be no biggie, and C. was happy to see him. We flirt when we're together (how is this different from any other guy I know, you ask? It's really not.), and I'll admit to having a crush, but that's fine. This girl C. works with, apparently, is a whore, and walked up to him and said, "I know you're here with your girlfriend, but I'm interested." Now, I thought this was funny, because seriously, I think maybe I'd just gone to the bathroom for a moment or two when she moved in. I thought it was funnier that he fell for it. And in my conversation with another of C's coworkers, she asked, "So, do you like that guy?" and I said, "Well, I have a crush, but he's my friend, it's fine." SHE GOT MAD! She decided that she had to put a stop to the conversation between my friend and this other girl, and enlisted C. to help her. We all tried to talk my friend out of leaving with her, and as I got drunker, and the girls got me more and more worked up, I finally said, "I have a crush on you, and I think you're an asshole for leaving with her, but oh well." They left to go to another bar, and none of us knows the real story of what happened afterwards.
The whore coworker claimed she went home with him to one friend, told all her other coworkers she didn't. She got home to Jersey City to find her car'd been vandalized for the third time this month, and when she called the friend, the friend said, "Maybe it's someone else's girlfriend you fucked over." She then started getting phone calls late at night, hang ups, I'm guessing, and accused her friend and C. of being the ones calling. But she didn't accuse them to their faces, she told other coworkers, who approached C. and said, "Man, I heard your party had some drama!" I find that to be totally unprofessional and kind of awful. Do you really want your entire office to know your business? I worked with some people for three years and they never knew that my parents had died! And she's announcing to her entire office that she got the guy from some other girl?! That's just skeevy to me. So my guy friend texted me this morning to wish me a happy Thanskgiving and to apologise for not calling me the day after, and I was like, "I don't care you didn't call me, but much drama ensued." I'm sure I'll talk to him next week, when we're all home from our turkey-day celebrations, but seriously. Such drama. I felt like I was in high school.
Men are not worth fighting over. I know this, I always have. I am happy to bow out as gracefully as possible--I figure if the man's worth his salt, he'll walk away from her and come back to me. If not, there's a better man around the corner waiting for me. But I will say this--what she did was bold, and if I had been his girlfriend, they'd still be finding pieces of her!