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TIFU by celebrating my coworker’s divorce like a touchdown

This memory comes back to haunt me every once in a while, so I thought maybe someone else would find joy in it.

Last Christmas, I (22F at that time) attended the holiday party of the company I work for, which was at a local bar. I had been with for a year at that time, and I was doing my best to talk to my coworkers and form some friendships. Because of my role, I tend to only really talk to a handful of people in the company, and I struggle talking to new people because I’m not a bubbly or outgoing person. I don’t have social anxiety, I just prefer observing; I’ve always been described as quiet. But I’ve been trying to expand my circle of friends.

I ended up standing in a group with the one girl at my work that I do have some sort of a significant friendship with and some people I’ve visually deemed as ‘cool’ but never actually talked to. I was enjoying listening and nodding along to the conversation, and I heard this really cool woman (probably mid 30’s with a lot of awesome tattoos) say to the group that she divorced her husband and she’s now a very happy lesbian step-mom. She said it in a way that she was proud of it, like in a “fuck my ex” type of tone.

Now let me slow this down and explain my thought process for my response: I wanted to show this lady that I thought that leaving her husband to live her truth was awesome and that I support the LGBTQ+ community, because I work in a very ‘yee-haw’ business and community.

The execution, I fear, did not go so well.

Instead of anything such as “oh wow that’s awesome, I love that for you,” or “That’s amazing, I’m glad you chose your happiness,” I just yelled, “HELL YEA!!” and kind of pumped my fist in the air?? No one responded. No one laughed, or anything. They just continued on without missing a beat.

Now I know the response could’ve been SOOO much worse. I mean, the whole bar could’ve gone quiet, she could’ve gotten upset, etc., but it still makes me cringe to remember. This is why I don’t go out. I think the correct response would’ve probably just been smiling?? Even the above examples seem a little weird, but I don’t know. I tend to second guess every interaction I have anyway. Sorry coworker, I still think you’re awesome.

TL;DR: I got too excited to express that I support my gay coworker (who i’d never spoken to before) and yelled “HELL YEA” when she mentioned that she divorced her husband for a woman and no one reacted.

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