Imitation as a form of (creepy) flattery or Why can’t you just be you?
This girl I work with always has drama in her life and she somehow deems it necessary to share it with me. So as she yaps away I just sit here on the computer and pretend to listen to her, sometimes I don’t even pretend, but she still just talks away.
Anyway, that’s not what (entirely) bothers me about her. Recently, she’s been showing a lot of interest in the things I do, things I like, the way I speak, etc. I am a very foul-mouthed individual, I drink a lot, I bitch a lot, I am single (probably because of all the aforementioned) and I like to go out. Today she came in saying she bought a pair of earrings like some that I own, a pair of shiny pink hearts. Ok, well, that’s cool, right? I mean, its fashion and we all like pretty, sparkly shit. A while ago, I had been inquiring 2 of my coworkers (the people I actually consider friends here) about haircut ideas. The intern suggested bangs and store manager agreed. We went back and forth on my Facebook album photos to see what look suited me best, etc.— we clearly had nothing better to do. Somehow this chick found out about my wanting a new ‘do and today she casually mentions this:
Her: I was thinking of getting bangs. What do you think? Are you gonna get bangs after all?
Me: Uh … not sure.
Her: Oh … okay. Well, I’m not sure either. Was just considering it, you know.
Me: … O .. kay.
This conversation after she tells me she bought earrings “just like mine” and she was going crazy looking for them. Uh … okay? How am I supposed to react to that?
She asked where I hung out this weekend and what I was having for lunch and normally I wouldn’t mind answering questions like that, but now I feel like she’s taking notes?! Not only that, now she’s starting to talk like me and its really starting to bother the fuck outta me. What the actual fuck? Why can’t you just be you? She’s saying things I say, things that make me, well, ME and it fucking pisses me off. Gah.
Alright, well if I disappear you guys know who it was.
