In the first part of this story, I’m talking about my friend Nanda.
The whole thing about having the proper glass is one of the things I LOVE about her. She is particular. She has refined tastes. She is a professional artist and wants everything to be just so. She has standards. She is the type of person that you can laugh with and say “Girl, you’re such a Capricorn.” And she smiles smugly because she knows what that means.
But in that moment, that moment with the drunken merrymaker, I saw a reflection of myself from another time and I realized how I had misinterpreted another Capricorn. (See part 2.)
This other Capricorn, The Hostess, I felt honor bound to dislike her. She was my boyfriend’s college roommate’s girlfriend, now wife. Before I ever even met her, I had been given a run down of her every sin. My boyfriend’s roommate had moved her into their apartment (i.e. she wasn’t paying rent) and this somewhat irked my boyfriend. Over a head-butt filled year, this overwhelmingly irked my boyfriend and he moved out. We both had Scorpio in our charts and understood the art of holding a grudge. My attitude: “If you say she’s a controlling bitch then Darling, I don’t like her either.”
So, I go into this party with a prefabricated chip on my shoulder. I sit down and am doted on by someone I’ve only just met and I’m a total pill about it. I feel kinda bad now.
So we’ve got two people exhibiting similar behavior, similar motivations. One I love to pieces, the other I wished would fall in a hole. Both Capricorns.
I guess the lesson here could be consider this before you say you love or hate an entire sign.
Have you ever loved someone, but hated (or at least strongly disliked) someone else for the same thing?