OMG. I just realized I’m one of “those” girls.
Nose in her phone, fussing over her make up (when I wear it), sees other girls around - uncomfortable - but doesn’t say anything to them.
I’m awkward. Afraid of confrontation. If I look preoccupied, no one will think I’m awkward. If I keep checking my eyebrows and lip lines, everyone will think I’m prepping for battle.
I’m not. This is a defense mechanism gone horribly wrong. Not only do I have bitchy resting face, I have bitchy tone of voice and cadence.
Don’t get me wrong, there are people I don’t like and I wish I had thw intestinal fortitude to tell them I have to face *the other* way, but I don’t.
I’m so nice! I don’t want to be steamrolled, so I figured out the hallmarks of a force to be reckoned with. And I intimidate people. And they try to bring me down; not that I’m there, but fuck that. Make conversation with me! I dare you! See just how intimidating I am… unless I actually, really don’t like you.