Ok. So there's this fucking bitch that i work with. It's no one that is on my team, just in case anyone is creeping over here. :)
So about this bitch. Ok. I'm sure that almost everyone has dealt with the office bitch, right? You haven't? Well, screw you.
OK--about her. She's a 38 year old bully. Yes, I know that's a total buzz word right now, but besides bitch, that's the word I've been using to describe her since 2007. Yep, 4 years. Did you know that I had to get on a anti anxiety pill because of this chick!?!??! Seriously. At the beginning, she was only part-time, working Tues-Thurs. Well, isn't that just darling. When Tuesday mornings would roll around, I would physically get so tense that I would be in pain, just knowing what was about to go down. NOTHING is ever good enough for her. No answer I give her is EVER enough. And she always wants more, more, fucking MORE!
Like today. It's like the rules don't apply to her. She just wants more. And we're out of time, so what the fuck? Doesn't matter, cause it's what she needs. I'm surprised she hasn't copied her boss on the emails--ANOTHER trick of the trade for her. GROW UP.
As for me, I've done my best in the past 2 years I'd say to kill her with kindness and take the high road. Things are better between us in general--most likely because every one of her colleagues thinks I'm the shit and she's the only one that doesn't see it--but then I get emails from her. Wanting more. Being bitchy. Just pick up the fucking phone lady! Do you have any idea how ridiculous--not to mention BITCHY--you sound? She should not be allowed to use outlook express. Love, me.
I don't know....I guess I just needed to come over here and say AAAHHHH, FUCK OFF! And take a deep breath. And go back to work.
So about this bitch. Ok. I'm sure that almost everyone has dealt with the office bitch, right? You haven't? Well, screw you.
OK--about her. She's a 38 year old bully. Yes, I know that's a total buzz word right now, but besides bitch, that's the word I've been using to describe her since 2007. Yep, 4 years. Did you know that I had to get on a anti anxiety pill because of this chick!?!??! Seriously. At the beginning, she was only part-time, working Tues-Thurs. Well, isn't that just darling. When Tuesday mornings would roll around, I would physically get so tense that I would be in pain, just knowing what was about to go down. NOTHING is ever good enough for her. No answer I give her is EVER enough. And she always wants more, more, fucking MORE!
Like today. It's like the rules don't apply to her. She just wants more. And we're out of time, so what the fuck? Doesn't matter, cause it's what she needs. I'm surprised she hasn't copied her boss on the emails--ANOTHER trick of the trade for her. GROW UP.
As for me, I've done my best in the past 2 years I'd say to kill her with kindness and take the high road. Things are better between us in general--most likely because every one of her colleagues thinks I'm the shit and she's the only one that doesn't see it--but then I get emails from her. Wanting more. Being bitchy. Just pick up the fucking phone lady! Do you have any idea how ridiculous--not to mention BITCHY--you sound? She should not be allowed to use outlook express. Love, me.
I don't know....I guess I just needed to come over here and say AAAHHHH, FUCK OFF! And take a deep breath. And go back to work.
