Has someone ever called and asked what you were doing, and you're at your shitty average-paying job? They know you're working, but anyway, to be polite, you still respond, and they tell you they are in their bed binge-watching Housewives? How painful is that?
Now imagine you get that call almost every day from not just anyone but someone you consider a friend, actually someone you went to school with, someone you struggled with, someone who is now doing much better than you despite not working?
Okay, now this is not jealousy, I promise; if it was just normal, I wouldn't even be saying this, but this was just too much.
“Oh, can't relate; I'm on a boat,” or “oh, you still drive? I have a chauffeur;” worse, “my fiance got me a Birkin.” “My fiance doesn't let me work,” my fiance does this a
