Friday, June 12, 2009

It's Friday

I wonder why companies even have employees stay at work on Friday afternoons. It's not like anyone does anything (unless they can't help it -- for example, when I interviewed children, if there were children there, I HAD to interview them, regardless of whether I felt like actually working).

I guess technically I haven't been terribly productive all day, not just this afternoon. I did some filing, I did some shredding, I made a couple of phone calls, and I spent some time getting a pep talk from my boss. You would THINK maybe she gave me a pep talk because she wants more work out of me, but that's not the case. She gets plenty of work out of me, it's just a down time right now.

So why is it some people are so exasperating? I hate it when anyone talks about me behind my back, regardless of whether they are saying I am a skank or that I look pretty today. I don't like it. There is someone in my life right now who was rude to me, and now she is mad at me. I am a little puzzled by it all. Is it because I got tired of being treated that way and told her "if you're going to be like that you can just leave" my office? Is it because someone I have no respect for and no use for told her some lies? I think she just resents me. I'm not sure why, but I have some theories. Before this all blew up, whenever she would make a "remark" to me, it always tasted resentful to me.

So what should I do about it? Frankly, I have lost respect her and now have no use for her personally as well. But, she is someone I work with, and I don't think it will be completely possible to completely disregard her. My boss tells me to kill her with kindness. But it's hard to kill someone with kindness when they completely disregard your existence. So, do I sit down with her and "talk" about it? Ugh, please, gouge out my eyes with a dull, rusty spoon.

Today at lunch I actually talked to her. We were watching All My Children (which I solely watch in order to make fun of it), and this one girl's son is having heart surgery, and she is at home in bed explaining to her older son that she has too many "toys" and she doesn't know which one to choose (i.e. men). Ridiculous! So I said "What kind of mom would be in bed at home when their son is having heart surgery? NAME, what do you think?" She grumbled some response. I have no idea what it was, but that doesn't matter. It was very anxiety provoking for me to do that at all, and look, I did it!

I also learned this morning she told my boss something I had told her in confidence. I have been wanting to tell my boss, but could just never find the words. So, suspecting that she had gone and blabbed about it, I just told her this morning, and she told me that she did indeed tell her, but only about 3-4 weeks ago, when she has known about it for a while. Puzzling. I don't know how I feel about that. I have been wanting to tell Vickie (my boss), but I didn't know how, so I wasn't angry that she knew. But, it wasn't this other person's information to give, and that kinda upsets me. It was my place to tell people, not hers.

There's been a bunch of other drama that really upset me this week and even hurt my feelings. I'm over it now. Well, most of it. I've realized that just because you hold yourself up to a certain standard, it doesn't mean other people do. All a person really has is their reputation and integrity, and I worry mine has been tarnished this week through no fault of my own. But, the people who really matter, they don't listen to the smears and padded insults of others, so I don't think I should really waste my energy worrying about it.

I have always been a tomboy, someone who does not "fit in" with a bunch of females. I don't care about my clothes, and I only wear makeup to make my eyes even prettier. I would rather spend my money on gadgets, DVDs, and video games. I'd rather spend my time playing video games or reading Lord of the Rings than gossiping with other women or watching Entertainment Tonight. Unfortunately, I work in a field that is predominantly female, and my need for socialization seems to outweigh my need to isolate myself (both are very strong pulls for me). I wonder, if it would be easier to just cut myself off, and not participate in social activities (where invariably I find myself listening to other conversations as I do not seem to know how to function in a large group), but I always seem to get drawn in. Opposing forces, I suppose. Alcohol always seems to help as well. Self-medication more likely.

If someone else has figured it out, please let me know. I can use all the help I can get. It's too bad people aren't more like my pugs. Or my cats. Or my prairie dogs. Or my flying squirrels. I know how to deal with them. Mostly, you bribe them to like you with their favorite food. Or, any food in the case of my female pug....

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