whodathunkit
i'm so NOT a nice person. i have fleeting moments of being nice to someone, but trust me ... they're mere abberations. so why i would have gone out of my way to be nice today is just totally beyond me.
seriously. its just been a hell of a week here. we're short-handed. everyone's tired. everyone's been bitchy. okay, even bitchier than normal. and just to put the icing on the proverbial cake, i've had a migraine all freakin week long, and can't stay home. well, okay, i probably could, but it would be rotten to do that since i know we're really short handed.
so today, i walk into my old area at the end of the day and ... well ... dayum. it was a total disaster. and the boss was in there raising holy hell about what a gawdawful mess it was.
now the person that was in charge of that area happens to be someone that totally bugs the crap out of me. complains about my work. complains that i have favourites. complains that i don't like her. (oh REALLY lmao)
so when i started to clean up her giant mess without saying anything, she came marching over and yelled "FINE! I KNOW IT'S BAD AND IT LOOKS LIKE HELL AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, GLOATING????"
at that point i probably should have walked out, but i didnt say anything, just kept cleaning up. cos u know what? i wasn't doing it to be nice. i wasn't doing it to help her out. i wasn't doing it because the boss said i had to. i was doing it because i know damn well that i have to come to work tomorrow morning and i'll be damned if i'm going to come to work and confront her godawful mess for the fourth day in a row.
so of course, since in her point of view someone else got stuck with cleaning up her mess, she was free to go home.
of course.
talked to the boss afterward, and said i really wanted to work in there starting first thing tomorrow because i don't care why its like that, but it needs to get cleaned up. boss agreed.
i'm sure she'll take it as proof that the boss likes her better. who cares. it must totally suxxor being her age.
seriously. its just been a hell of a week here. we're short-handed. everyone's tired. everyone's been bitchy. okay, even bitchier than normal. and just to put the icing on the proverbial cake, i've had a migraine all freakin week long, and can't stay home. well, okay, i probably could, but it would be rotten to do that since i know we're really short handed.
so today, i walk into my old area at the end of the day and ... well ... dayum. it was a total disaster. and the boss was in there raising holy hell about what a gawdawful mess it was.
now the person that was in charge of that area happens to be someone that totally bugs the crap out of me. complains about my work. complains that i have favourites. complains that i don't like her. (oh REALLY lmao)
so when i started to clean up her giant mess without saying anything, she came marching over and yelled "FINE! I KNOW IT'S BAD AND IT LOOKS LIKE HELL AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, GLOATING????"
at that point i probably should have walked out, but i didnt say anything, just kept cleaning up. cos u know what? i wasn't doing it to be nice. i wasn't doing it to help her out. i wasn't doing it because the boss said i had to. i was doing it because i know damn well that i have to come to work tomorrow morning and i'll be damned if i'm going to come to work and confront her godawful mess for the fourth day in a row.
so of course, since in her point of view someone else got stuck with cleaning up her mess, she was free to go home.
of course.
talked to the boss afterward, and said i really wanted to work in there starting first thing tomorrow because i don't care why its like that, but it needs to get cleaned up. boss agreed.
i'm sure she'll take it as proof that the boss likes her better. who cares. it must totally suxxor being her age.
Buddhist Rant posted at 4:46 PM
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