Not mother of the bride.

I’m writing this at my work desk because I’m kind of hurt.  I work within a group of women in their late 40’s to late 50’s and I’m 33.  I’m fighting a weird hurt feelings vibe right now because 1) I’m the same generation as their daughters and I’m literally vying for their attention because I feel so left out around here and 2) I am being kept out.  Earlier, I overheard this woman whisper some remark about me interrupting their conversation.  They were talking so publicly and loudly that I didn’t really think it was a private conversation and I just wanted to join in and be a part of the group.  Instead of feeling welcomed in, I felt like ashamed and not unlike a child being excluded from the adult table.

I am teetering between feeling stupid for caring what these middle-aged women think about me and sending her a really mean anonymous postcard telling her she’s a mean old dried up bitch.

You’re welcome.

Author: RudeWife

#rudewife I think the world really needs a blog from me.

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