I treated myself to some real news this weekend. I stepped away from my computer, got in the car, drove into town and handed over some of the Mister’s hard-earned money for the weekend edition of a national newspaper.
I forgot how much fun it is to hold actual newsprint in my hand.
I’m still wiping the ink off my fingers.
I spent about four hours reading the paper front-to-back. Way more time than when I’m online. I even read some of the ads, which I never do…I can’t click that X fast enough when getting my virtual news fix.
Of all the articles I read, one stuck a little longer than usual. It was a letter from a woman in the middle of a dress dilemma. She was at a party and one of the other wives liked her dress. This woman told the other wife where she had bought the dress and weeks later was dismayed to see this woman wearing a dress by the same designer and was told…”I bought the exact same dress you wore to the party.” Gee whiz and gosh darn it.
Now this woman is worried they’ll show up at the same event…in the same dress.
Oh, the horror! The style guide guy got all sarcastic, which I loved. He basically said he didn’t see a problem…was she worried that one of them would burst into flame? It was a good response.
Just not good enough.
This guy didn’t get the real reason she was worried. It wasn’t the dress…it was who was going to look BETTER in the dress.
Women compete over everything. Better jobs, better haircuts, better husbands, better kids. No way in hell was she looking for a sarcastic response…one that told her she was basically an idiot.
NOT. AT. ALL.
She wanted to be told that she was in the right. That the other woman should burn in Hell for such a transgression. That no one could possibly look as good as her in that dress and that the other woman should bow down in shame and immediately dress in a burlap sack and baggy hose.
If you’ve read this far you, like me, know the truth. This woman has no dress sense, the dress is probably the wrong color for her and is two sizes to small.
If I’d seen this story online, I probably would not have bothered to click the link. But that’s what’s so great about a real newspaper…sometimes you get all the news that’s fit to print.