I guess if you go to bed with brain rage, nothing miraculous happens during the night to soothe hyper neurons, and you wake up in the same state the following morning. Perhaps it's even worse because the storm has been brewing and thoughts have been racing for a few additional hours. Who wants a piece of me? Huh? HUH?! BRING IT!
This will be the shortest (hopefully) recap possible: a couple of months ago, my boss took a few of us out to celebrate the end of a stressful week. We're both prior military and work well together, but festive beer night took a nasty turn when he told me, "I would divorce my wife and marry you tomorrow if you'd have me." Gulp.
As far as lines go? That's about a negative two on the "gonna-get-in-my-pants" scale. A real beer-buzz killer. It freaked me out, even more so when he started making divorce plans from his wife of TWENTY-SIX years. I understand midlife crises and all, but don't put me at the top of your To-Do list.
When he started writing poems and emailing them to me, I knew I had to put distance between us and become more aloof. I told my coworker/supposed friend J. (of "subservient wipe-him-after-sex" fame) that I was concerned because we were obviously on different pages. Hell, we were on different books.
Apparently, she told him everything I'd said and added her own twist by saying I thought his poetry sucked. I would never ridicule someone's creative attempts, but who the hell does she think she is by saying anything in the first place? I thought we were friends (sometimes, sort of) and thought she was loyal (in her own way).
She's on vacation all next week, so I thought I'd help kick off her absence from work by emailing her three little words:
Fucking. Lying. Cunt.
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woah.
that is...good glory. your workplace sounds like the most bizarre professional atmostphere on the planet!
wow.
I have no words, except: You. Go. Girl.
Oh yeah, this is exactly why I spend more time in front of the computer than I do watching the tube. Real-life drama is just far more entertaining than watching someone try to win the rock star lottery. Having a stalker for a boss is bad enough (the whole Charlie Brown and unrequited red-headed girl love thing could make for many amusing posts I'm sure - especially considering your prodigious writing talents), but to throw in the additional spice of a co-worker with an obvious agenda of her own is absolutely epic. I'd say it's definitely open season on this Jessie chica, but I really hope this beeyotch doesn't gum things up for you too much at work though. I can't imagine how a boss-love rejection incident can become a career enhancer (unless of course you decide to trump with either the blackmail or sexual harassment cards).
As for me, I'm gonna go grab some popcorn and anxiously wait for the next episode...
Now THAT is an appropriate use of the C word! Nicely done!
Sounds to me like Subserviant Beeyotch has a lot of tricks in her bag for dealing with men. Too bad they make the female gender look bad. I don't like her. You can tell her I said so.
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I can't put it any better than Jock did....
I wish I had some pearlsof wisdom for this, but these kind of situations are always sticky at best...
I don't know what part of the south she is from, but I have learned that you must watch all southern women very closely to deteremine their loyalities...A yankee, which I am born and breed, but grew-up in the south, is in your face with who she is and there is little guessing where her loyalities lay....Southern woman are a whole different breed....
Good Lord.
Has your boss spoken to you since the FLC opened her mouth? WILL this affect your job? (And by "job," I mean "job opportunities," not "miserableness at the awkward situation at your job.")
I'm sooooooooo glad I work in an office with a raging Bible-thumper who remains whipped after 30 years of marriage, and a man whose wife is in a wheelchair -- meaning he'd look like a REAL ass if he left her for, say, the charming office chimp.
This whole situation is quite intriguing to me. And by "intriguing," I mean "sordid and sexy and bitchy, touched with a hint of jealousy on my part."
I SO wish we were next-door neighbors. *I* wouldn't have told the boss anything, and in fact, would go "talk" to the FLC with you. And by "talk," I mean... well, you know.
Keep us posted.
Vital is right, you really have to watch southern women. Their first loyalties are to men, and it's obvious she does have her own agenda... and it's not one that is in your favor.
Did you tell him that you would never say that about his poetry?
Personally if it were me, I'd manipulate the situation to my favor,(one and only good thing I learned from my family. My Dad called it 'playing the game') and I'd probably lie just enough to make her look bad, aw hell, I'd be thinking of things I could do to her that wouldn't or couldn't be traced back to me. LOL
Some people just deserve pay back, and she's begging for it. Doe she have a hot boyfriend you could sleep with?
Like Kay, you can count on me for help, and silence.. any time! BIG HUGS, Steph
OK, I took a few deep breaths. It just really pissed me off that she did that to you. I don't recommend lying or physical harm... but if you want, mental games might be fun... oh damn, I better quit while I'm ahead.... (Indi will handle it, Indi will be ok) BUT, Indi knows I'll help if she needs it! LOL BIG HUGS, Steph
Patresa: bunch of unprofessionals...what the heck am *I* doing there?!
Jock: I rant for thee.
Mike: a real cliffhanger, eh? It feels so wonderful to be over here now so I can actually write about them!
Terri: rarely will you hear my use the C word...well, never, actually, but this occasion seemed to demand it.
Vital, Kay & Steph: Suh-weet! My own possee for support! Southern women ARE wired differently. I don't understand it, I'm just grateful I was raised north of the Mason-Dixon.
As far as the job, I'm sure it will get tense when she returns from vacation, but my boss and I had a long talk and worked everything out. He actually recommended I replace him when it looked like he would be promoted to another facility, but he didn't get the position and that's a whole other story. And by "story", I mean long, boring, political tale without sex or violence ;)
you just rock. ;
What an evil little witch. I know of a big Oak tree with large enough branches to hang someone off of. :)
Sounds like the little C was a bit jealous!
Maybe you ought to send him an email telling him, "yes, I thought your poems sucked, but the lying fucking cunt thinks you're a poetic genius and doesn't know quite how to stroke your ego without coming across sounding like an asskisser"...
Do they still spy on your email at work? If so I wonder what they'll think of that? lol
Mayor: gonna take a 12-pack and forget ALL about it! ;)
Wow. I can feel you on this one, girl. While my situation didn't have anything to do with the unwanted advances of anyone, fucking lying cunt would sum it up nicely. The assistant tried to get me fired, ended up getting herself fired, and is (not suprisingly) still a secretary somewhere else. You can take the girl out of the sewer, but...
She'll get hers. Trust me.
Rose
Oldestgenxer here. Can't log in to some things while I'm at work.
So. . .. Since I ALREADY left my wife, does that mean I have a shot?
Seriously, regardless of the cunt, when the boss starts doing that you need to file a sexual harassment suit or leave or both. She may have done you a favor by bringing it out in the open.
But I agree--most people dont want those kinds of favors. Fuck.
Cunt is my favorite word. It is only used in these such instances which makes it that much more sweet. Perfectly legitimate.
don't you hate caddy bitches? Unfortunatly I deal with them all the time, being the ex is in a frat. Stupid dumb bitches have nothing better to do then talk shit. And then get pissed and run to him and complain when i won't let their every other night sucking a different dick, kiss my son. HUMMM STD anyone?
Hey I can post and read... YEAH
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