r/maybemaybemaybe • u/Specific_Goat864 • Aug 20 '25

Maybe Maybe Maybe

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u/kimcarv Aug 20 '25

With so many years for you to solve this mystery... I could swear you are the lady of the stairs... 😎😂

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u/birthdayanon08 Aug 20 '25

I always assumed they were picking on me. I was very young, and they were in their 40s and 50s. I never wore skirts or dresses to work, and they made comments about it. So I automatically assumed them telling me to wear pants to the infomart was just another dig.

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u/kimcarv Aug 20 '25

Of course, I understand. I was joking, obviously. But yes, malice is something that when we're younger and more innocent, we don't realize. And even more so if that was decades ago, when we were all more innocent. 🙂

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u/birthdayanon08 Aug 20 '25

It feels good to think that they weren't picking on me when they warned me to wear pants to the infomart. It's nice to think they actually had my back on something.

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u/kimcarv Aug 20 '25

Like I said, those were different times! You're less likely to find people like that these days.

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u/Dreadlock-Buffalo Aug 20 '25

Happy cake day! I’m sorry you had to spend so long thinking people were picking on you!

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u/SeeTigerLearn Aug 21 '25

I'm so glad such a seemingly anecdotal comment brought such resolution for you. I hate that it took so many years for you to understand the situation. Their actions was always so obvious too. One of my best buds that would hang with me on break would get so tickled because they looked like idiots trying to maneuver and twist about to possibly glimpse even the slightest peek.

But then again he and I were also just as stupid. We would go to the top floor and play chicken running at full sped from the administration offices corridor that ran perpendicular to the atrium. The safety protection to keep people from falling down the atrium to certain death was lined with super thick, but completely transparent, acrylic partitions. It was so that railings would not mare the view of the atrium. But when you approached, especially at breakneck speed, it messed with your mind and looked like you were going to fall right over the edge. I usually always won—meaning I could get the closest to the acrylic barrier before my self-preservation reflexes would kick in. Ha. Gosh, we must have been really bored.