My little sister has become the victim of some particularly vicious rumors (I assume) and it's getting violent. Right now, she's on the phone, having an extremely catty conversation with the girl who seems to have started the rumors about whatever, demanding that she fix it.
I'm sympathetic. I hate rumor-mongers, and have in the past threatened those who have come to me with them with bodily harm.
But the intricacies of who said what to whom about who, and who took these rumors the wrong way, and how they've mutated is just plain hilarious. In a strictly juvenile sort of way.
My mother and I are equally baffled by the rumor mill, as we both adhere a very strict doctrine of not giving a fuck. We encourage my sister to do the same, as these things tend to be nipped in the bud at a very early stage when the rumored person doesn't know you from Adam, but I think she secretly relishes these conflicts. Perhaps they feed her inner martyr.
Whatever. I just hit people with cars if they get too annoying.
I'm sympathetic. I hate rumor-mongers, and have in the past threatened those who have come to me with them with bodily harm.
But the intricacies of who said what to whom about who, and who took these rumors the wrong way, and how they've mutated is just plain hilarious. In a strictly juvenile sort of way.
My mother and I are equally baffled by the rumor mill, as we both adhere a very strict doctrine of not giving a fuck. We encourage my sister to do the same, as these things tend to be nipped in the bud at a very early stage when the rumored person doesn't know you from Adam, but I think she secretly relishes these conflicts. Perhaps they feed her inner martyr.
Whatever. I just hit people with cars if they get too annoying.