This morning I put my socks on while I was standing up. For normal people, probably not a big deal. For someone without any kind of balance, not a good idea. So I didn't fall (barely) but as soon as it happened this is the thought that went through my head:
Wow. I totally almost fell there. If I had, I totally would have hit my head on the counter. I wonder if I would have passed out? Not like they would know at work if I did or didn't pass out. Man, if I had fallen and hit my head, I totally could have called in to work! Damn it, why didn't I fall?
Sad right? This thought process happens pretty often. In fact as I was heading out the door and saw that no attempt had been made to clear any of the snow off the path to the bus I thought:
I could totally fall here. Its pretty slippery. If I fell my butt would get soaked. I might twist an ankle. Throw my back out. I'd have to crawl home. But then...I could call it in.
This is where I'm at now. We better hurry up and find a new place to live because after that...game ON, I'm out of here.
Its not really surprising that I'm itching to get out of here.Yesterday I was sitting in the lunchroom and found out some more despicable things about John and this office. And it made me angry. Which means that I have to share it. So that you too can be outraged.
There is this woman in the office that has seriously been kicked in the box by life. I've never talked about her before because really bad things happen to her. As a result she is not too stable. You know? Some days she is your best friend, the next she doesn't acknowledge your presence. She cries at her desk and makes really bad decisions when it comes to the opposite sex. She also happens to make beautiful and delicious cakes for office birthdays. She doesn't get any money from people to do it and last year the office didn't recognize her birthday. She's a really good person and for whatever reason, John and Amy love to kick her when she is down.
So a couple of weeks ago I found her crying at her desk and I asked her what was wrong but she wouldn't tell me. I gave her a hug and sat with her for a few minutes but not wanting to make things worse or get told off, I had to walk away. About a half hour later she left for the day. And didn't come back for a couple of days after that.
Yesterday she told me why.
John and Amy hauled her in an office to accuse her of making racist remarks in the lunchroom. Now this woman may be a lot of things, but one thing she isn't is a racist. There are a lot of off colour comments made in this office, but always in jest. Always. And this woman is never a part of that. Ever. They took the word of a newbie, that is a) an idiot and b) constantly in violation of the dress code over someone that they have worked with for the better part of 3 years.
John felt the need to go further and tell her, this unstable, emotional, train wreck of a woman that has spent a lot of time and effort and money making birthday cakes for everyone in the office, that 30% of these people, don't even like her.
Now why? Why?? Is it necessary to tell someone that? Kick her when she's down much??
I'm at a complete loss. I mean, I already knew that John was a dickhead, but he has just taken it to a whole new level. Why does he make everything so personal? Talking to someone about their work ethic is one thing, dress code even. But when you tell someone a) that they are a racist (when they aren't) and b) that no one likes them...that's personal. That's no longer about anything to do with the office, that's just a personal vendetta that you take some kind of pleasure in acting on.
I don't know how he ended up in charge. As far as I know, he has no management credentials. He wore adult braces and used to be this non-important person that knew how to work a spreadsheet. But like all viruses he managed to find someway to spread his disease, and now he's in charge. Once again, Amy was his little b*tch and didn't stand up for her staff. She should not let John have these little pow wows as she sits impassively by. But she does. Because she is spineless.
Its Friday. Thank f*ck.