There really isn't much one can say about it. I am not looking for opinions or justification. The problem is, I have already told the story twice and it's still nagging at me; keeping me all fired up. I only have one person left to tell, but when she calls me tonight, I certainly don't think that my mind will be bored of it yet. Read it, or don't, and if you have something utterly random to gripe about, feel free to hijack the thread.
So, as I've complained about, I don't have much of a social life, outside the internet. In the past, I've made a friend, here or there, and it usually turns out to be disasterous. The most recent one, I find particularly upsetting. We met because we have children that go to school together and after about a year of passing conversation we decided to get together. My first impression of her was that she was nice, casual, and conversational. She starts coming over and as we get to know each other I started picking up on signals that should have been a red flag but hey, I haven't been around a lot of people, my tuning fork may be off. Not to mention, I have been told that my personality is an acquired taste. Who am I to judge? First, I noticed that she is very alpha-type. She takes a condescending tone with me, as though I somehow blinked into existance, yesterday, with no life experience. Then I notice that she owns the conversation and if she's feeling particularly charitable she occassionally let's me get in a word or two. I had a familiar feeling about her; I noticed that she confesses things to me that I, personally, either wouldn't confess at all (were I in that situation), but if I did, I would wait till I had some safety and trust before sharing such intimate details. The last time I had an experience with that, a woman said something rather off-putting about another member of our group, then went back to the group and retold the confession as if it were mine and it nearly ended my marriage (like I said, disasterous).
Now we had plans for she and her husband to meet my boyfriend and I for a movie then dinner. Within minutes of the greetings, she's whispering in my ear how attractive she finds my boyfriend. It bugged me but I shrugged it off. Then after dealing with her being obnoxious (laughing way too loud and constant loud comments including the F-bomb) through out the movie, we leave and begin to walk and check out our food options. I am walking holding hands with my boyfriend, with her husband walking behind us, she insists on walking next to mine. He is trying to keep space between them and in the process, pushing me off the sidewalk. In conversations, she insists on bringing the focus to her breasts and keeping things on the wrong side of appropriate when sparking chatter with my boyfriend. We sit to eat at a table with six chairs; I sit down, her husband sits across from me, mine sits next to me and she plops down next to mine. He, thinking the same things I am gets up and says, "why don't you sit next to your friend," and switches seats with me (yeah that's why I love him). Does she take the hint? Nope! now she is insisting on pictures for "memories" but it has to be of the both of us. When her camera doesn't work in the lighting, mine offers his phone up. She snaps the shot. She then says, "You have to text it to my phone because I don't have an e-mail account."
"You don't have e-mail?" I asked.
"No, I never use the computer."
He texts her the picture and not ten minutes later she says, "yeah, I almost never even use the computer, as a matter of fact, the only time I get on is to do bills and check my e-mail." Huh?
We start to walk again and after being tired of walking in the dirt I asked, "Can I get some sidewalk please?" She doesn't move, so my boyfriend, still trying to hold my hand, is forced to walk behind me. Then she says in my ear, "yeah, what's up with that? Why is your boyfriend totally pushing you into the dirt?"
He over hears and saves the day with, "Oh I could never walk in a straight line, she should be used to that by now."
When she wasn't trying to point out how much more I have in common with her husband and how she is a much better fit for my boyfriend, she was making my prosthetic leg the focus of the conversation, "Are you okay? Do you need to sit? Do you need special seating arrangements? I can't believe you have one leg and you can ski." Really, enough! Even her husband made a couple of comments about how much did she have to drink, that night.
Quite honestly, I have no desire to pursue this friendship any further. We did have plans for her to come over this week and I am so tempted to keep them just to see if she makes any attempt to apologize for herself. I doubt it though. There is one funny thing; my boyfriend e-mailed me the pic she took of "us" and despite the fact that I am smiling, my eyes are telling a whole different story. I have a look like, 'Am I in the twilight zone?'