"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." At least, that's what people usually say. I say "Hell hath no fury like the FRIEND of a woman scorned." Now that's who is the real threat. My close friends and I have each others back. It's Girl Code, Girl/Guy Code, all the Codes. Rock it or die. (Joke)
A person can do a lot to me. I will forgive and make sure that the person is ok, more than myself. I never want anyone to feel bad in connection to something to do with me. I just feel too guilty if they do. I don't know why. I've just been that way my whole life. My friends even question my sanity time and time again for giving some people repeated chances. It just seems right. However, the "switch" is completely different if a person is malicious or hurtful to one of my friends. (Must be the attorney-advocate side of me.). I have no problem letting the perpetrator know just how wrong they are.
Of course I have a "for instance". I have multiple, but I won't include them all here. So one guy, we'll call him Naw (as in Naw dude, you suck!) had the audacity to speak very rudely to my friend. We'll call my friend Mel. Eventually Mel and I saw Naw after this rude encounter. He thought (for only a second) he could act like everything was cool. He especially thought he and I were cool. You know since I was not the one he was rude to. (What world is he living in?) I nipped that in the bud quickly. My message was received. (no details needed here) And he understood, if he were to speak to Mel at some point later, an apology was in order. The apology did come.
One more, just for kicks. (Although outside the boundaries of my time in Chicago) In college I was at a party with friends. We were in the usual spot (on the dance floor) doing our thing. I hear my friend's excited utterance as the guy she was dancing with (call him Dick) touched her inappropriately. Well, I have very quick reflexes. I grabbed Dick's wrist and pushed him off my friend with lightening speed. I dared him to try something and added a few other things. (Don't try this at home. I've always been a little too bold with the male species than recommended for safety. But hey, don't mess with my friends and I won't mess with you.). He was shocked, but got the message.
Likewise, my dear friends have my back. Male and female. I absolutely love them for it. I usually have to talk them out of going to extremes for me (when I can), but it makes for great friendship. Oh the stories I could tell. Another day, another blog maybe.
Today's message: The friend is mightier than the sword. :-)
