Flipping the Bitch Switch


Currently listening to Game four and the score is tied at one apiece.

Yesterday was not a great day at work. Normally, I love my job. Normally, I can get along with all of my co-workers. Normally, things are fine.

Not yesterday. Holy Primus, not yesterday.

For reasons I can’t even begin to fathom, Wiesia jumped on my ass. Again, I have no idea as to why. Worse? She decided to try and pull the silent treatment on me. Yeah, that bit her on the ass hard, as I had to ask her if we had tying twine because a member needed it. She refused to look; she just shook her head. Then she discovered that she had royally fucked up and had to chase the guy down in order to save face.

Yes, this is the co-worker who has A Problem With Me. She also has A Problem With Others, and she really enjoys stirring the shit pot. Only problem with that is if you do it enough, you’re going to have to lick the spoon. Or you’ll find that spoon shoved down your throat.

No, I’m not going to go to management. I’m not going to be petty. Wiesia loves pulling this garbage? Fine, let her pull this crap. Because she’ll decide to bitch at the wrong person and will have her ass handed to her on a silver platter. It’ll all be on her and she’ll have no one to blame but herself.

Now, if you know me, you know that I’m one of the nicest people you will meet. I go out of my way to rescue spiders–like the baby spider I found on my shirt tonight, trying to weave a web–and put them outside. I catch and release moths and butterflies. I side step ants on the sidewalk. Seriously, my default setting is nice. Like ridiculously nice. So when someone flips my bitch switch, it’s on them. I’ve dealt with enough bullshit and abuse in my life; I refuse to tolerate anymore. So yes, I’ll be cordial to Wiesia, but that’s about it. She doesn’t deserve anything else from me. We’re co-workers, not friends. Nothing more, nothing less.

It’s now the ninth inning and the game is still tied. I’m wondering if this one might go into extra innings. If it does, I hope the Crew can pull it off.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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