Most of all, I actively avoid those who love to bitch. I recently was witness to a conversation between two perfectly nice acquaintances. ‘Oh, she can’t write for shit. And she’s just...weird. And her clothes... OMG.’ I could see what they were doing. It was a bitch-bond. And I couldn’t have been less interested in pitching in on the trash-talk. I sat on the sidelines, silent.
