I have never felt so belittled.
First, so excited about entering the professional world after slacking off for two years, and I am told in a few words that pretty girls need to make sure they dress more conservatively than I was. I am sorry that I found my ironed khakis and button up shirt appropriate, I wasn’t aware that was too suggest next to the girl in lace leggings and the knee high dress…I guess when I have been there for a year, like her, I will better know the dress code.
And after all that, a boy that I thought I was forming a good friendship with tells me that is a waste of his time if he isn’t going to get any further and that I am not 20, so I shouldn’t be so picky because my marriageable time is about up. Well, you know what? Fuck you. I am 24 fucking years old and will marry when I am good and ready.
I hate socializing!
