Gossip Girls

Last night I met a friend for coffee. She's this very pretty practically thirty girly who's just failed the Bar exam for Québec Law and therefore enjoys repeating how crappy this province is and how she can't wait to high-tail it to T.O.

I owed her some moula so I agreed to meet her for a bit. Well, a bit turned into five hours around a table with two of her equally obnoxious friends waxing bitchy over some girl at a party who took a shower at the host's house without asking. "Omigod, I was like, how fucking rude is that?" Heather-Number-One recounted.

As far as I could tell it wasn't such a huge deal considering the background story about this party inlcuded lovely tidbits about doing lines of coke off some Chad's six-pack. An unauthorised shower seemed like party peanuts compared to the other shenanigans (mother is that you?) going on at this boondocks brew ha-ha. Hoity-Toity Hudson teens really get off on that sort of drug induced mayhem, but apparently bathing requires special permission from the Queen. I mean, let's be serious...I've had a couple of parties where I would have PREFERRED my guests take showers!

At any rate, this conversation along with every one before and after revolved around the slagging of some heinous bitch who stole someone's boyfriend, or had herpes, or suffered from depression (to which Heather Number Two piped in saying "Aw, COME ON. I can deal with someone having a FEW PROBLEMS...but fuck!")(seems she went to the same School of Empathy as Tom Cruise).

Not being one to keep my mouth shut in POLITE (ha!) company I distractedly said,"Well this, you guys, is pretty much the reason I don't have women friends."

What I expected was akin to hair pulling and boob twisting but what actually happened was somber nodding all around and agreement at how horrible women can be to each other. Why IS that? I don't buy that it's related to our competition for the males of the species....frankly are they really worth all this hullabaloo (mom, that you again?) anyway? Are women just naturally nasty? Does it really make people feel superior to verbally thrash their fellow chiquitas around them for the sake of a personal pick me up?
Makes me puke. Makes me want to tear my high school year book to shreds.