I had a co-worker this week who told me that my life was less busy than hers because I don't have children, and even worse then proceeded to insinuate that my "busy" is less important. (See, I don't make this stuff up, I promise - or at least not completely!)
At first, and still a little, I felt angry and defensive. However, today, I feel more sorry for her, sorry that she doesn't like herself and her own life enough to not have to 'one-up' mine. So, jealousy, enjoy your time with me, because you're right - I'm something to definitely be jealous of!
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