I admitted I had been secretly jealous of Kay Wester and Charlotte Mills.
Charlotte and Kay were beautiful, smart, talented and accomplished. Both were leads in school plays (I always had a character bit part). AND they were coordinated and agile to boot! – Kay was a cheerleader, Charlotte on the Pom Pom team. (I had 3 left feet – you can still count them – no rhythm and would have died before I wore an outfit in public that showed any part of my body above the knee).
To add insult to my self-inflected injury I really liked them both. Kay was one of my best friends.
Serendipitously, I just read a research article on envy: “By measuring the electrical activity of cheek muscles, the researchers show that people smile more when someone they envy experiences misfortune or discomfort . . . researchers found that people are actually biologically responsive to taking pleasure in the pain of others, a reaction known as “Schadenfreude.”
At the reunion I was hoping that perhaps I could take a bit of pleasure finding out that after 50 years they were no longer beautiful, smart, talented and accomplished. Drats! Denied of Schadenfreude!
They now have ADDED 50 years worth of more beauty, intelligence, talent and accomplishment. Thankfully, they didn’t get out on the dance floor at the reunion, leaving me at least with the fantasy that they are no longer agile, coordinated and have finally lost their rhythm, like me.
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