YvetteJeannine
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I had that problem when I was in HS too. My first car was my Dad's '78 Olds, given to me after he got his new truck. I was 16. My BF didn't even have her license yet. My Dad paid for a private driving course, and she was mad because her parents would not pay for ANYthing for her. Not a thing. In fact, it was actually excessive. I mean, this chick was buying her own clothes right after they cut the umbilical cord!
Anyway, she was jealous of that. It really hurt me, because before I got my license, my Dad would drive me to school every day and pick her up on the way. Well, the first day I had my car, I called her and said "I'll pick ya up in front of your house tomorrow." I was SO excited....we'd be able to get coffee before class, and all that cheesy shit. Well, she says "Nah. I think I'll walk." This was the very first day of our Junior year. I wanted to get my best friend and pull up in a car...that stuff is exciting when you're 16! She never wanted me to pick her up anymore after that. Sometimes, I would see her walking and stop, and she STILL wouldn't get in. ("Nah. It's nice out...I'd rather walk.") WTF?
I had that car for 6-9 months. Then it died. I was without a car for two weeks...One day I went to my sister's house after school to play with my niece...when my Dad picked me up, he had a brand new Mercury Topaz Coupe waiting for me in the driveway. I didn't even KNOW he was buying it!!!! When I told Heather (my "BF") about it, she said "Oh, that's nice"....in a tone that clearly said "I don't care about your new car, bitch".
My father gave me a Citgo gas card, and he would always give me his Citibank Visa to go to the mall and shop. Of course, I always asked her to go with me (that's half the fun of shopping, right?) She always had something else to do. She DID have a job. I didn't....so I know some days she was working....but still....even when she wasn't working, she found some excuse. When I would come to school with new clothes she would say "Your Dad buy you that? Gee, I have to WORK for everything I get."
I NEVER once flaunted it in her face. In fact, I felt terrible for her. I know it's great to have your kids make their own money and learn the value of it, but this was really ridiculous. Her parents were so far on the other side of the spectrum from my Dad. I was always careful about what I said to her...I never wanted to hurt her, or appear I was throwing anything in her face (she was really sensitive, and she always thought people were persecuting her, so I really had to walk on eggshells around her).
It sucked, because in HS, your BF is supposed to be your shopping buddy...your cruisin' buddy....your makeup-buying buddy....Heather didn't want anything to do with any of those things...simply because she loathed the fact that my parents paid for everything and then some.
Well, eventually she started hanging around with an old best friend of hers (the girl didn't even go to our school...after eight grade, she went to a Technical school in the next town over). Heather invited me to come along with them one time. I was fine with Heather having another friend....in fact, I thought we'd ALL be friends. Not so. Not to be. After a month or so, Heather just stopped hanging out with me altogether. We didn't do anything together anymore. She didn't even call me. In fact, the only time we spoke was in school, and she'd say things like "Cara's brother is having a huge party this weekend...Jim (the guy I was secretly in love with..and only she knew it) is going to be there. It's gonna be SO much fun!" This happened a lot....I never once got an invite.
I was SO hurt (I still think about this with flinching pain), and I believe she did this to me simply because she was jealous and resentful. I was a wonderful friend to her. The kind of friend every girl wants. I didn't do anything to deserve the cruel treatment she gave me.
Bottom line; females can be very jealous...and when they get jealous, they can get petty and vindictive (no, not ALL girls/women..I know I'm not like that, and a lot of girl aren't). Your story really hit home with me, and I feel for you, because I know how it feels to have someone you really care about (and you THINK cares about you) treat you like shit just because your parents are more generous (or, have more means) than theirs.
You were right to say what you did to her. Good for you.
Oh, one more thing; enjoy that car!!!!!!!
Anyway, she was jealous of that. It really hurt me, because before I got my license, my Dad would drive me to school every day and pick her up on the way. Well, the first day I had my car, I called her and said "I'll pick ya up in front of your house tomorrow." I was SO excited....we'd be able to get coffee before class, and all that cheesy shit. Well, she says "Nah. I think I'll walk." This was the very first day of our Junior year. I wanted to get my best friend and pull up in a car...that stuff is exciting when you're 16! She never wanted me to pick her up anymore after that. Sometimes, I would see her walking and stop, and she STILL wouldn't get in. ("Nah. It's nice out...I'd rather walk.") WTF?
I had that car for 6-9 months. Then it died. I was without a car for two weeks...One day I went to my sister's house after school to play with my niece...when my Dad picked me up, he had a brand new Mercury Topaz Coupe waiting for me in the driveway. I didn't even KNOW he was buying it!!!! When I told Heather (my "BF") about it, she said "Oh, that's nice"....in a tone that clearly said "I don't care about your new car, bitch".
My father gave me a Citgo gas card, and he would always give me his Citibank Visa to go to the mall and shop. Of course, I always asked her to go with me (that's half the fun of shopping, right?) She always had something else to do. She DID have a job. I didn't....so I know some days she was working....but still....even when she wasn't working, she found some excuse. When I would come to school with new clothes she would say "Your Dad buy you that? Gee, I have to WORK for everything I get."
I NEVER once flaunted it in her face. In fact, I felt terrible for her. I know it's great to have your kids make their own money and learn the value of it, but this was really ridiculous. Her parents were so far on the other side of the spectrum from my Dad. I was always careful about what I said to her...I never wanted to hurt her, or appear I was throwing anything in her face (she was really sensitive, and she always thought people were persecuting her, so I really had to walk on eggshells around her).
It sucked, because in HS, your BF is supposed to be your shopping buddy...your cruisin' buddy....your makeup-buying buddy....Heather didn't want anything to do with any of those things...simply because she loathed the fact that my parents paid for everything and then some.
Well, eventually she started hanging around with an old best friend of hers (the girl didn't even go to our school...after eight grade, she went to a Technical school in the next town over). Heather invited me to come along with them one time. I was fine with Heather having another friend....in fact, I thought we'd ALL be friends. Not so. Not to be. After a month or so, Heather just stopped hanging out with me altogether. We didn't do anything together anymore. She didn't even call me. In fact, the only time we spoke was in school, and she'd say things like "Cara's brother is having a huge party this weekend...Jim (the guy I was secretly in love with..and only she knew it) is going to be there. It's gonna be SO much fun!" This happened a lot....I never once got an invite.
I was SO hurt (I still think about this with flinching pain), and I believe she did this to me simply because she was jealous and resentful. I was a wonderful friend to her. The kind of friend every girl wants. I didn't do anything to deserve the cruel treatment she gave me.
Bottom line; females can be very jealous...and when they get jealous, they can get petty and vindictive (no, not ALL girls/women..I know I'm not like that, and a lot of girl aren't). Your story really hit home with me, and I feel for you, because I know how it feels to have someone you really care about (and you THINK cares about you) treat you like shit just because your parents are more generous (or, have more means) than theirs.
You were right to say what you did to her. Good for you.
Oh, one more thing; enjoy that car!!!!!!!
