We’re thinking about all things beautiful this week, but while we’re on the subject of pretty makeup and the latest eyeshadow shades, we kinda can’t think about something that’s a little opposite and definitely ugly: friendship fights. Remember the Staffer who penned “Should I Forgive My Ex-Best Friend?” She had a run-in with her ex-BFF and here’s how it went down.
“Like most of America, I’m a fan of some of the most unintelligent reality shows, and like many of the viewers out there, I love seeing a good chick fight on TV. From the Real Housewives to Jersey Shore, good ol’ fashioned artificial nail-scratchin’, table throwin’ ashamedly makes me more inclined to tune in every week. I know I should be sipping fine wine and watching the History channel at this point in my life, but alas. And as shocked/horrified as I am when reality TV ‘stars’ fight, I hate to admit that I got into an ugly fight with an ex-best friend/now frenemy once. While it didn’t turn physical, I’m still not proud of what I did.
The scene: a Friday night. The situation: a group of friends had met up at the bar, and one of my most peace-making pals had decided to invite my ex-bestie. I hadn’t talked to her in two years, and I still didn’t care for her since I’d heard stories from my friends that sounded like she was still her usual conniving self. Needless to say, I didn’t go out of my way to say hello—I thought I’d just keep to myself, and we’d part paths at the end of the night without acknowledging each other’s existence.
…Until tequila entered the scene. On the way to say hi to another pal, I bumped into said ex-BFF—yes, she was in my way, but perhaps I did ‘fall’ into her a bit too forcefully. In reaction, she turned around and started yelling things that would necessitate a censor bar were I to write them here. Oh, and did I mention that this girl has a rep for punching dudes (just like J Woww!). Fueled by two years of anger, I spewed right back and her…and she moved closer…and closer, yelling in my face…at which point, I walked out and left the bar, with all of ‘our’ friends following me. I still feel silly about it to this day, but now any mutual acquaintances know to keep the two of us separated (oops!).”
GIRL TALK TIME: Have you ever gotten into a public altercation with a gal? How did it start? What went on? Did you feel as silly as the Staffer did? Or are you fine with what happened? What do you think of the above fight? Spill it, we’re not judging.