Paranoid, twats and the City

Arrrgh - what the hell is wrong with my overactive brain?
I'm far too sensitive to work in this industry, these 'industry types' are (at first instances lovely) bitchy, manipulative and just down right rude.

Especially if you're at the bottom of the ladder. I would never seek out to demean someone due to their job title - I mean unless you were a total twat, then I would rethink everything I just said, but whatever job you did I wouldn't be so shallow as to treat you like shit because of it.
When its in regards to hierarchy sometimes you just have to accept it and deal with the fact that they do more and have better skills and until you can step up, you will just have to sit at the back of the bus and wait for them to get off.

However this should not be the case when the person who annoys you most is on the same level.
Why do people feel the need to be so damn rude? I am actually reeling, and upset. Why on earth would someone go out of their way to say something (when you've known them for a DAY) along the lines of:

"Ooo she ate all the pies and it's gone straight to her hips!"
(err...wtf)

OK so this sounds petty, and as I started to explain I take things so literally - but I make jokes and can I can do funny - but not spiteful funny...that's not funny its just mean...because no matter how someone voices it, the words always carry a sort of venom from the fish lips of the perpetrator *yes fish lips...see funny.*

I actually stumbled when said colleague said this. Its just rude, and I don't even know you that well for you to be throwing crap like that in the air for me to join you with a chuckle.
Twat.
It set me for the rest of the day, and once I'm down nothing can bring me up again...not even being rude (sorry funny) back. Even if I tried it would clearly come out malicious because I can't hide it with a high pitched tone and a smile. So I just kept to myself, and it must have gone noticed, because the Twat was playing nice to me since. Pah.

But I'm learning not to carry these things in my mind forever...it's hard because (bring out the violins) I was bullied, and I think it seriously set me up for a fall growing up...I have always been conscious of the people I meet and what they think of me. Only a handful of truly good friends make me think I can't be all bad and I feel completely comfortable around said mates.

*violins back please*

But arrrgh some people make me so angry... I'm completely un-confrontational - or feel that if I did stand up for myself then I would appear psychotic. But alas Karma will prevail.

I need to go watch some meaningless tv. The City (MTV) will do me well. I heart Whitney Port. A little more than Lauren Conrad even, and its occured to me that nothing actually happens in the 20 minutes I devote to watching the MTV show.
I come away thinking: wow...wait what just happened?

Which is great. I can't get enough of watching the jump cut *frama* (fake drama baby) that these MTV ppl create from months and months of following these young beauties. Its also about the fashion people (hot) Just drifting into the 'real' world of NYC with a 23 heroine who also has a wardrobe not far behind the fictitious Carrie Bradshaw makes the 50% of nothingness absolutely plausible. Its 50% fashion research.
Give me a slice of this life anyday.


The City, MTV. Olivia, Whitney and Erin footsy the camera.

Love. it.