2006-09-30
Grace
Thank god I'm starting my new job in a week:
Scene-My office at my current job. I am working at my desk, listening to my ipod and trying to ignore my officemate. The officemate is flittering around, acting geeky.
Officemate: (waving and gesturing frantically, trying to get my attention)
Me: Oh! I'm sorry; did you want something?
Officemate: Uh, yes (I'm sorry). I, uh, just wanted to let you know that a few days ago I lowered the blinds a few inches because there was a glare that was going right into my eyes.
Me: (Glancing over at the blinds, which were in fact a few inches lower than I remember). Oh......ok.
Officemate: Yeah, um, sorry, uh, I hope you don't mind or anything. I just thought I should let you know if you were concerned.
(silence)
Me: I honestly couldn't give a shit. (Goes back to listening to my music.)
Ok, yes, I know I seem harsh there, but you have NO IDEA WHAT HE IS LIKE. First of all, why would I care if the blinds were lowered two inches? Why would he feel that this was dire information I had to know? And he does stuff like this all the time. He feels that it is necessary to tell me where he is going whenever he leaves his desk. "I'm going on a break." "I'm going to get some more staples." "I'm going to the bathroom." I am not his parole officer. I DON'T CARE.
To make matters worse, he is an over-apologizer. Now, I should preface this with a little information: Even though I'm generally timid and completely insecure in every other aspect of my life, I am surprising strong-willed when it comes to my job. While I'm too much of a pansy to stand up for myself any other time, when I'm at work I have a job to do and I do it, period. I don't make excuses or apologize, I just do what I need to do and move on. I know, it's shocking.
But the office mate is...how do I put this delicately? A huge pussy. He cowers whenever he has to face anyone and apologizes for any and everything. I find this so aggrevating and I get completely pissed off, which I think scares him more which in turn causes him to apologize more. It's a vicious cycle that generally ends with me snapping at him.
I have five more days left of this job. I wonder if I will make him cry before then?
And in karmic justice for me being a total bitch to coworkers, I sprained my ankle the other day by stepping in a pothole in front of my apartment, which provided a lovely, flailing show for all of my neighbors. Yes, I am the epitome of grace.
corin82 at 9:23 a.m.