I’m one of those people who can’t stand it when she’s right and nobody else sees it. It’s definitely one of my most obnoxious flaws, being that I’m susceptible to standing around and arguing anything I strongly believe in (gay marriage, the importance of certain musicians, etc.) until I’m blue in the face with the real [ridiculous/fruitless/impossible] intent of making the other person change their mind. Pathetic. My husband loves this quirk of mine because he loves saying things he knows will set me off and watching me lay into him until I realize he’s just messing with me. ::: sigh :::

However, the one thing I’ve learned that I cannot ever do - for the sake of maintaining integrity and dignity-  is convince someone of the flaws and evil I see in specific other people; no matter how badly I may want crappy human beings to be exposed and rejected from other people, I don’t have any power to actually make that happen. And I also realize that wanting to be validated for my personal opinions of someone I don’t like is unbelievable in its immaturity. It is petty, it is juvenile, it is indicative of insecurity, and it’s an undeniable qualification for a stupid, meddling, horrible person. These all being things I try to avoid, I’ve learned to keep my persuasive smack-talking way waaaay at bay (though I’m still prone to slip-ups that usually only reenforce the inherent fruitlessness of these efforts.) And still, even the selfish, unspoken craving of this emotional vindication is pretty pathetic.

:::smirks:::

This being said, when my feelings about someone I loathe are completely validated from a friend/colleague/peer without any hint of prompting from me, it is impossible for me not to cackle wildly in my completely sad, petty, immature little mind… and then be a little proud of it.

Viva Cattiness!

*name that depressed 90’s songwriter!