I'm Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman

I really enjoy working where I do. The only thing I miss is the camraderie, which I had even after the mass exodus brought in new folks. I've found myself in limbo when it comes to my current colleagues. There are 4 under-30s who all live in The City. [Bastards. Not one of them is a native.] Then there are two over-30s like me--but they are both moms, so they hang out a lot. There is one other under-30 who does not live in The City, but I don't have all that much in common with her, and her perfume does a number on my head. Plus, it's a little hard to understand her because she's a FOB.

Part of me wonders if this is bachi for what I inadvertently participated in when I worked at my last job: there were 3 of us who regularly went to lunch or had drinks after work, and there was one other person that could have hung out with us. The problem was, we never invited him because he was the partner of upper management, and I think that we were all afraid we couldn't be as open if he was around, for fear he'd tell upper management what we talked or vented about. After the other 2 moved on, he disclosed that he was hurt we never asked him to join us, and if he did, that we picked on him. :( Now I know what it feels like...and it's not nice. I'm very sorry.

In other news, it looks like there are new neighbors moving in across the driveway. [Our complex has 5 units, and a driveway separates us from 5 that mirror our units. However, each 5-unit complex is owned by different owners. There is one 2-BR unit on the ground floor, and the rest are on the second floor, above the carports.] They look like college kids, and the two girls are fat. They were kind enough to block the driveway with their mini U-haul--by literally pulling in to the entrance of the driveway, but not all the way in, so that people can't get in and out. Genius. I wonder how loud they'll be. I imagine if they are loud, their neighbor [they're in the end unit] will complain quickly. When we first moved in, he smiled and said hi to AC. I was right behind him so when I came into his line of vision, I smiled and said hi too--except his smile faded and he mumbled "hi" back... A few months later, he actually came up to AC and told him that the way he had parallel parked our second car on the street was not ideal for those parked behind us [which translated to "hey, i had to struggle to get my big ol' Tahoe behind you because my Miata is too cute to park on the street"].

Stay tuned for a follow-up on the neighbors--hopefully, there will be nothing to report.