Is it five o'clock yet, because I need a GD drink!
Confession: I briefly wished the Mexican flu on someone today.
You didn't misread that. I actually wished the Mexican flu on someone. Not his family or anything. And I don't want him to die. Just well.... never mind.
The enraged, childlike inner tantrum was directed at a coworker who really pissed me off. In trying to help him, I got screwed over and bitched out. I could bash him via my blog, because he is a dumbass. Meh, it wouldn't serve a purpose.
It was brief and evil wish, but a wish nonetheless.
Side note: I'm so pissed off right now, I'm not even contemplating comma usage. I'm just throwing the MFs out there, and they'll stay where they land.
Anyway, I wished it. Then retracted it. Then didn't really even feel bad for wishing it in the first place. Just thought, "Wow. That was really mean."
And then I moved on, but not before issuing a threat to everyone else.
Better have your time cards complete and on time, because there will be no favors. For anyone. Anytime. For any reason.
Without going into major detail, this situation showed me that when you help people and go beyond your job description, it's rarely appreciated. And usually you end up with egg on your face.
However... since my ass chewing, I have delighted in sending EVERY SINGLE sales call that comes in through main line to my boss-- also known as my father! I have subtle ways of saying fuck you in my own little way. I'll get over being mad at dad, because he's my dad. Get over anger at said coworker? Not so much.
Four unnecessary, pestering sales calls put through, and I feel 100 % better already.
It feels good to get it out of your head at least!
ReplyDeleteKate, yes. I was about to implode yesterday. I'm over it today. Have a good weekend.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, I have found that when I put my neck on the line for others, I end up decapitated. I don't do it anymore. Well, not as much.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Kate... Venting is great. I was steaming over something two weeks ago. I went to the gym and worked out like a fool. That gave me some temporary relief. And now, I honestly can't remember what I was so fumed about. Didn't think about the sales call thing. That's a good one...
ReplyDeleteYou go girl! Glad you are over it. It happens! Least you can get it out and laugh about it.
ReplyDeleteI find that when I go out of my way and do favors of co-workers, they expect that the favor will become a permanent part of my job description.
ReplyDeleteYou wipe a guy's ass ONE TIME...