ironing and cat fights

I was taking a much-needed potty break today at work when I glanced down at my very cute Victoria's Secret boy shorts and noticed the following on the label:

"Do not iron"

WHAT? I'm sorry WHAT?????

Do people actually iron their fucking undies? Especially women? Shouldn't clothing be, I don't know, outerwear in order to merit ironing?

I don't iron. Period. I have 1 shirt that requires ironing and I have Gregg do it. Otherwise I use Downy Wrinkle Release (that stuff kicks ass). I do not have enough hours in my day, enough motivation in my body, or enough of an interesting bedroom life to IRON my underwear.

So really, Victoria's Secret, what the hell is that note for!?!?!?!

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On an unrelated note - today was a day of woman-to-woman drama. All over. My real life and then on an internet board that I belong to. Yeah, I'm one of those.

I don't understand why we women sometimes pit ourselves against each other. I really don't. We fight over men, we fight over friends, we fight over attention. To what end? So we can be nasty and vicious and cruel to each other?

I dont' understand it. I avoid drama. I don't like fighting with people, I don't like hurting people. I am a "too caring" (in the words of a good friend) person who cares hard, loves hard, and gives it her all.

If I disagree with you, I'll tell you. That doesn't mean I hate you. It doesn't even mean I dislike you. It means I disagree with you on point x, y, or z. I won't stab you in the back or purposely hurt you or say hateful, hurtful, and nasty untrue things about you. I won't try to turn your friends on you or alienate you from your friends or people you care about.

Why would ANYONE want to purposely hurt someone so much?!??!

I don't understand why people would live any other way. But based on the behavior I've seen by a few different people - women - thus far in 2010, it seems that many will.

It's hard enough when you hurt someone inadvertently - because you acted too quickly or didn't think a situation out fully. I am devastated when I do that. But to set out to be mean and cruel and vindictive? I do not get it. And having been - or am being - the victim of it...I wouldn't wish it on anyone.

EVER.

This saddens me.

I could have used a work-out today - my emotions are making me feel a bit like a cracked - or shattered, depending on the moment - glass.

But it wasn't in the cards. G and I did play several card games, all of which except one he kicked my ass in.