Today I was reminiscing with my old supervisor about this horrible woman who started and aggressively spread all over the office a rumor that I was gay with my best friend who also worked there. Ah, lovely. Reason it came up is the woman had emailed me recently for something work related and I mentioned it to N, then that snowballed into how terrible of a person this lady was (is, I should say). I thought the rumor was pretty hilarious at that time because a) not only was it untrue, it was demonstrably false without question, and b) why would it matter if I was. I mean if it were true I would have admitted it without any problem yet all these shallow, petty people were scurrying around, eagerly flapping their slack jaws like it was some earth-shattering revelation – a potentially GAY person! Like, oh my god Becky!
I don’t understand the immaturity of people. These were all adults. I was young, early 20’s at the time, but these people were for the most part several years older. I don’t get it. Had it occurred to me at the time, I would have come up with a hilarious and elaborate ruse, “proving” my “homosexuality.” I would have had a great laugh regarding their complete and utter idiocy for falling for such obviously false nonsense.
