girls are weird

i guess it's a common fact that i sometimes like hanging out with guys rather than the fair creatures of my own sex. though of course i will say that my best friends in the whole world are females. it's just that sometimes girl acquaintances can be annoying and petty and stupid (please don't get me started).

anyways, i'm filling in for this girl at work today and there's another assistant here who i know. i'll call her an acquaintance. we're 'friendly' but we're not 'friends'. so if we're not that close, why is she weird enough to ask me what kind of bra i'm wearing? okay, i know you may be in the midst of searching for the perfect bra for yourself, but do you really want to know about mine? apparently she did. where i'd gotten it, what it looked like, what size. of course she then wanted me to show her the straps (and more!) so she could find it in the store. weird, right? i don't know you! leave me alone! i'm sorry you can't find one that's right for you.

man, this is why i stick with guys. they never ask to see each other's boxer shorts...and even if they did, well, that'd be cool with me.