Wacko Encounter

How many times must women cycle through the "mean girl" phase?  The potential to be one of those girls starts as the brat in kindergarten, develops into the know-it-all in elementary school, progresses to the popular snot in high school and crescendos as the snobbish tramp in college.

Think it's over once school ends?  No, women are good at their chosen roles; the mean ones move it into the workplace and start the process all over again with the interns and first year hires.  How lucky for the office when the mean girl matures into a stay at home mom....  The playground will look familiar to her when she enters the stroller zone for the first time.  If she encounters her kind, they'll bond and soon be the mean girl patrol for play dates and parties.

And so on, and so on until they end up being a mean girl on a social network.  A grown ass woman being snarky and mean in front of the world and forever documented on the world wide web shows that mean girls don't really change...they just switch venues.

My encounter with an online wacko hasn't given me pause...it's given me confirmation that certain individuals are predisposed to be mean and that blood of nastiness runs through their veins lifelong.  There is an upside...inner ugliness breeds outer ugliness eventually.  That's why all the sweet, pretty old ladies are so nice and the wrinkled fat loudmouths are so very U-G-L-Y!! ha ha ha