The Persnickety Princess

So why is it that some people feel the constant need to declare war on others? I work with someone like this (or I sometimes do, they have been sent to another building). It was not clear to me that she was like this until her sights were set on me. Then ~bang~, it's like a switch went off and my eyes were opened. In the past I had never understood why she would get so worked up over others, but I realized she ALWAYS has someone in her sights. She surrounds herself with her "friends" so she is always the center of attention. She demands to be the focus.
She is a daddy's darling. A princess. A beyatch. I have heard her picking on her sister, because she is not living up to her standard. It has always seemed she is coddled as the favorite and her sister said to hell with this. Even the princess says she is an only child.
Like I said, I was in her cross-hairs. I don't know what I did to offend her, but all of a sudden her nad her little group stopped speaking to me. Most days she isn't there and I noticed when she is not her "peeps" will acknowledge me. That is bullshit. So I confronted one of them. I will not play these childish games and if you have a problem with me, then be professional enough to come to me and speak your mind. Plus, we were suppose to be friends..We have been in each others homes for crying out loud. I found out Princess is holding an unknown grudge against me. The girl I confronted denied playing the game, but I think I called her on it. She speaks to me now. The sad part is I liked hanging out with Princess. She is very nice (apparently only if she likes you). She has come to my house, played with my kids. I am sad it has come down to some silly little girlish game and I will not be a part of it.
So that is how my work has been. Nice, huh.
Oh and while no one was speaking to me, I wore these new leather gloves my MIL had given me. Lovely. They turned everything I touched black while I drove to work oneday......my face. It's always good when you walk into a place and everyone points and laughs at you. Good self-esteem builder. I asked my husband what kind of piece of crap gloves did his mother buy me. We had a chuckle over that one.