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14 Nov 2007 ›

3:35 pm

Two packages were delivered for Claire this morning, one from Agent Provocateur and one from Kiki De Montparnasse. Have I already told you that she’s been working out like a maniac? She meets her trainer in Central Park every night after work. Is it me, or does it seem like she’s blatantly advertising her affair? And furthermore, am I a co-conspirator simply because I’m picking up what she’s laying down? It’s possible that she honestly wants to get busted. Maybe she’s hoping Barry will find out and throw the hammer down as it were.

I’m always shocked by how many people are afraid to be the bad guy and just end it. Instead, they misbehave until the other person can’t take it anymore. It’s a major high school/college boyfriend move. I know this because, though I’ve never really been dumped, I’ve had countless boyfriends act like complete a-holes until I cut them loose with disgust. Ah… the fine art of hand forcing. One Ex hit on my cute little sister (OK more than one). Another began aggressively monitoring my eating, i.e. “CG, ask yourself, do I really NEED this M&M?.” But the worst passive-aggressive dump-tale I’ve ever heard comes from my childhood friend Tracy. Let me preface this by saying that at this point in history, any dude who doesn’t cover his porn tracks (especially if he has a live in girlfriend) is a complete and total imbecile who deserves a vicious, lifelong case of cerulean balls. Anyway, as you’ve probably guessed, Homie left a page open on his computer, featuring… (and here’s where it gets uniquely fascinating) NAKED … MALE… LACROSSE… PLAYERS (as a bit of a cherry on top, his browsing history revealed 100+ such pages recently… um…perused). As you also probably guessed, this went down like a nun’s knickers, which is to say it did not. Tracy had movers at the door within hours.

I can’t begin to guess how Claire’s cards will play out. But you can bet I’m watching her like a hawk.

Written by: Career Girl

My name is Career Girl and this is my blog. I write mostly (but not always) about my experiences at work. I hope that by writing about work I will stop wanting to kill everyone there. So far, no dice - but hope springs eternal right?