The Mean One

WHAT do I do without prompts during sluggish times like this. Thanks to Mama Kat's. I'd share something mean someone had said to me once, and why it has stuck with me after all these years. 

You know how some people are plain weird ? The type that others would avoid simply because it's the easy way out around them? I've always thought that some of these individuals are just lonely and they could do with company once in a while. That's how I ended up spending some tea breaks with Madam X because most people just avoided her. So yeah. I took pity. Madam X was a smart lady with just too many personal issues that sometimes screwed up her talents. Often in a dreamy state, she loved talking about the drama that went on in her life and I'd always just listened. She also frequently went off topic and lectured about randoms things like what's inside a computer or the circuit of an electrical device. Now that's clearly not my cup of tea but I'd always listened anyway although I rather got dirty and changed car tyres.


One tea time, Madam X went on this lecture about mother boards and all the tiny stuff that were on them and how they connected and made a computer work. I listened, nodded and asked questions although the topic just bored me to eternity. Then I heard her say this. 


"You know what I think ? I think you're like a Bimbo or Barbie who can't keep up with intelligent conversations like this." She continued to say how I was a shallow person with just a pretty face. Nasty stuff like that. Madam X was on a roll. She said all of that to me with a straight face. My reaction ? I was a little too stunned to react but what can I say to a person whom everyone just naturally avoided for her eccentricity and more.

I'll remember this incident mostly because it puts a smile to my face thinking about it now. The irony of it is that I've always disliked dolls, particularly Barbies (and I'm still not fond of them) as a kid, and I was compared to one that day. All my gift teddies were wrapped up in plastic and put away. I've never owned a single Barbie when almost everyone I knew in school had one or variations of the blond doll. The pink theme and pretty fittings just freaked me out for some reason.

I got my very first Barbie set at 24 when I went for a launch of a collection. I kept it buried in a shoe box for a couple of weeks before I found someone to pass it to. Funny. Two weeks later, Madam X called me a Bimbo Barbie. 


A month later, Madam X sat next to me to finish up her work. She was one of those with some bit of extra facial hair. Perhaps way too much stubs for a lady.


"Good morning," she said to me. Turning away from my PC, I looked her in the face and the rest was just reflex reaction. 


"Good morning, Madam X ! Oh, you've shaved."

Oopss. 

Remember this one ? Aqua's Barbie Girl :)