Tuesday, March 16, 2010
#39: Trashing His New Girlfriend
For the most part, nobody loses more friends or raises more eyebrows (in a bad way) than those girls who make overtly catty comments about someone in public, especially among strangers. (Save that for a reality show.) But put us in a room with our closest friends, and after a couple of vodka martinis, we will eventually confess all of those nasty, resentful thoughts we've been harboring about the new girl our ex-boyfriend is dating.
Where does all this animosity stem from? Whatever happened to sisterhood? Sisterhood! Ha! Have you SEEN the way sorority sisters treat each other? I know from firsthand experience (eating disorder rumors, anyone?) that being a girl, let alone a "sister," is not always sugar and spice and everything nice. (There was also one summer a long, long time ago when I was at WAR with my actual blood sister over a stolen diary. Bitch. To this day, I still have no idea what she did with it.)
Anyway, where were we? Right. Back to the source of hostility towards the new girlfriend. Basically, with any ex-boyfriend, we ultimately failed as a couple. And there is nothing more a single girl hates than FAILING. The new girlfriend? She is our "replacement."
So it is with great despair that we come to terms with the notion that we are dispensable. After hours spent on self-examination and running various masochistic "what-if" scenarios through our pretty heads, we turn our attentions to the new girl. After all, the best way to pick a girl up (us) is to put another girl down (her).
Single girls are VICIOUS when it comes to judging and criticizing other girls - and we will especially NOT hold back when the new girl he is dating could potentially be "the one." This results from a cocktail of jealousy, bitterness and resentment. After all, it might not have been that long ago when we thought we were "the one" for him.
Thus begins the comparison study. If the new girlfriend is stupid enough to have lenient security settings on her Facebook profile, we have a social-networking field day. Every bit of information is extracted from her "Wall," "Info" and "Photos" tabs to such a degree, we could be FBI profilers. There is some intial satisfaction in discovering that she could be older, fatter and definitely NOT as attractive as we are. But this eventually brings us to question, "Well, what was wrong with me?" This silly idea can be quickly and easily buried in the nether regions of our minds by clicking on a terrible photo of new girlfriend in a shitty outfit.
Okay, but what if she is younger, skinnier, maybe prettier than us with an Ivy League degree, working on her MBA and training for a marathon? We can (and will) find something repulsive about her. Like how her right ear seems slightly lower than her left ear. That is WEIRD, right?
We hypothesize about all the bad sex they're probably having and all the diseases she's probably carrying (and sharing). We discuss the cosmetic surgeries she should invest in or have probably invested in. Spiteful? Yes. Therapeutic? YES!
Admittedly, at some point of our single girl lives, we have all been the "new girlfriend," replacing an ex-girlfriend who may or may not be older, younger, thinner, fatter or prettier. And while we smugly wrapped our arms around this new boyfriend, his ex-girlfriend was somewhere in the city with her friends trashing us and wondering if our boobs are real.
Karma is a bitch.