high school musings

As much as I don’t want to admit it, it’s about that time.  And by “that time,” I mean it has been so long since I graduated high school it’s time for a 20 year reunion.  But what I WILL admit is, I don’t get it.  I don’t get the tradition, I don’t get what it means and I don’t get what the point is.

Its been 20 years and now because tradition says so, we are supposed to plan some event so we can get back together with people we knew during what was seriously a blip on our radar of life.  The only reason we even “know” each other is because we lived in the same area for an instant in time and were forced to spend 8 hours a day for 3 years within the confines of the same walls.  We didn’t talk to each other or hang out with each other because we had things in common.  We did because we were the only people around all day.

And while they will preach those years were our golden years, our informative years, the years that mold us…I say bullshit.  I’m not the person high school made me.  God, that person wouldn’t be a person I would want to meet…I didn’t even know who I was back then.  I became the person I am now because of the things that happened after I left high school.  After I made friends with people I had things in common with and started actually living life and not caring what people thought.

I have met a TON of people over the last 20 years who have played huge roles in my life.  And at this point and time most of these people have moved on from being the center of my life…due to changing jobs or moving away or dying.  I would LOVE to have a reunion to see some of these people…I miss some of them so desperately it takes my breath away.  But I don’t get that option.  No one ever screams hey, its time to reunite.

But that high school graduation date sneaks up and someone screams.  Someone screams hey, lets get back together.  Us people who don’t know each other beyond our 18 year old selves, beyond the brains and jocks and princesses and cheerleaders and the punks we once were.

And I don’t get it.  What is it we are supposed to achieve with this one night of reconnecting?  Is it so those doing well can boast?  Cause I can tell you that’s why some people won’t come.  Is it so you can feel better about yourself because others aren’t doing as well as you?  Is it cause you’re still pining for the one who got away?

I guess though my ultimate question is why do I think I need to go?  And I think the answer might be because, much like the reason I can’t NOT watch The Jersey Shore, I love train wrecks.  And I think high school reunions might just be the old-school train wreck no one is willing to look away from.

mean girls

I work with what I would call a mean girl.  While she’s not my boss, she is A boss, a VP to be exact….and even better, the CEO’s sister.  I have discovered she likes to throw her weight around and unfortunately for me is currently throwing it around in my direction.  She seems to think her power gives her the right to reprimand me, tell me I need to manage in the same fashion she does and basically crap all over my parade.  And thats fine, if I had done something wrong or if I was bad at my job…but I’m not.  As a matter of fact, Im really good at it.  MY boss thinks I’m doing a great job.  My peers think I rock-and-roll.  And my employees think I have come in and picked up the mess the last supervisor left in an amazing amount of time.  So all this woman is doing is puffing her feathers and trying to intimidate me.  See, her style of supervising is micro-managing and scaring and making people cry.  And I think it pisses her off I can make people happy, have fun, NOT micro-manage and get better results.

Here’s my real problem though.  Why as one woman to another would you want to treat someone that way?  Currently, the company I work for has more women in management positions than men.  Why as a woman, knowing the struggles we still face in a male driven corporate world (trust me it still exists), would you not want to support each other.  Help each other be the best workers in our positions instead of trying to make others feel like shit?

Mean girls have existed since the beginning of time and I guess as a girl it’s just something I have to accept.  But just think about how much more we could accomplish if we stopped being so mean to each other and instead used that energy to get ahead and do good.

And now Ill step back off my soapbox.

favorite 5 of the week

1. Golf with the husband

2. The Help with mom and the sister

3. My niece downward dogging it

4. Being told by the boss I’m doing a great job (I went a long time without hearing that)

5. The VMAs…I don’t care if you hated them.  That shit is pop culture at its best. (But I did refuse to watch Chris Brown…they shouldn’t support him, or Britney Spears..she’s not old enough and was never talented enough for a tribute)