Today at work, towards the end of the day we got a little busy. I was trying to help out and make sure a bunch of stuff got done and I ended up doing like five things at once. So the lady I work with says pretty nastily, "Why do you always feel like you have to do everything?" I have to admit I was a little taken aback because here I thought I was helping her out since frankly I've had constipated bowels movements move quicker than her, and she starts accusing me of bogarting all the work. So I was like "Well you were busy and I only meant to do a couple of things but it got busy." But really I don't know why I even needed to justify myself because I was trying to be cool and do some extra work to help people out before I left for the day. Its a total lose-lose situation because if I had left it she would have mentally accused me of leaving all the work for her to do and probably thought I was lazy or some such nonsense...but I do the work and she acts like a bitch. This is the problem with working with people that have kids my age...they always feel the need to parent me like I'm some irresponsible youth.
On a side note, I went to the store to get some cigarettes and I will be the first to admit that I look tore up because I'm in sweats and my hair is all fucked up. But I was wearing my Jackie-O dark sunglasses and unbeknowst to me I had a bug-bite on my head that had bled and smeared all over my forehead. So the clerk was looking at me all strange and I didn't figure out why until I got back in my car and looked in the rear-view mirror. He probably thought I was some abused wife who was forced to go to the store by my spouse-beating husband. Oh well...lesson learned...always look in the mirror before you go into a public place.
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