things have changed

so yesterday was all about getting Christmas gifts into boxes and shipped out. …maybe it should have been about work since, ya know, that’s what i was supposed to be doing, but hey! Christmas! am i right?

since i was busy sending packages (and putting the finishing touches on my project) i didn’t get time to chat with the receptionist* till an hour before quitting time. I did briefly say, “This is for my friend Sam.” or “This is for my friend Meg.” as i put boxes up front to picked up by the mail man, but that was it. And let me just precede this whole thing by saying, when i did go chat with the receptionist, it was 15 minutes.
so you’ll probably remember Douche Master, aka boss #2. well, i guess he was afraid he might lose his title or something because he comes up and says, “Wow! You’ve been doing a lot of talking up here today.”
to which i reacted with genuine surprise and said, “Have I? I don’t think I’ve been up here a lot today.” and i looked to my coworker to get her opinion.
she said, “No! You haven’t been up here much at all today.”
then he wandered off.
“Why does he think I’ve been up here a lot today?” i asked.
“I don’t know,” she said, looking bewildered.
“Weird,” i said.
“Silly man,” she said, and we continued our conversation.
the reason i’m even mentioning this exchange is to share the difference in my reaction. in the past i might have apologized, quickly cut off my conversation and slunk away. and i know what has caused the change: my coworker. she’s my friend** so i felt confident enough to just be myself and react as i normally would. it’s amazing the difference having a friend there has.
hopefully this will discourage him from continuing his asshole behaviour in the future. it’s doubtful, but i can hope, right? although it doesn’t really matter anyway since, with a friend in my corner, he doesn’t even bother me anymore. 🙂

as for Christmas, i’m just really excited for all my friends to get their gifts. especially to see what they think of my project i made for them. #loveitorhateit

oh, and i just read the blog where i gave Douche Master his nickname, and i think it’s really funny that i said,

i hope something happens so that i only work in the back and don’t have to be in the front office and deal with him.

which just so happens to be my precise work situation right now. i love when things work out that way. 😛

* i would say her name, but i’m going to keep up the tradition of anonymity for my coworkers.
** to me, a friend is someone who loves and supports you. if you’re reading this blog, you are probably one of these people.

a rant

this is not a “my feelings are hurt” rant. this is not a “it’s unfair” rant. this is a “why am i stuck with a fucking child as a boss” rant.

not boss 1 (thank god!) or the youngest, boss 3. but boss 2, boss 1’s brother.

father and son are out of town, thus leaving me only with boss 2. this already makes me go, “ugh!” but that is not the problem.

it is boss 2’s birthday today. as with everyone’s birthday, he got a cake. one of my other co-workers is notorious for taking a large slice of cake and sometimes returning for seconds. just to be a dick (though i’m sure if you hear his version it was to be funny) boss 2 waited to cut the first slice, just to make said co-worker wait. we’re setting the stage here mind you. the rant is about to begin.

so he finally does cut the cake, and presents the first piece to my office mate. and she says, “the first piece? i feel special.” and boss 2 says, “you are special, (name here).” it’s not that he did something nice. it’s that he does these things and is specifically not nice to me. ever. and it is punctuated by how whenever ANYONE ELSE does nice things, they always do them for each of us. ALWAYS.

some days he just comes in and says, “good morning, (name here)!” with extra vigor. then doesn’t even look at me. but this one took extra effort. and i just have to say:

seriously? what are you trying to get out of this? what is the goal? cuz honestly, the only thing you’re achieving is me wanting (even more) to be far away from you. if you have some problem with me, i don’t have control over it, and you need to sort it out.

it’s just so annoying to have to work with someone like this. and it’s not like i can just avoid him entirely (as i would like to) because he’s a boss. ugh! and he NEVER takes a day off! i hope something happens so that i only work in the back and don’t have to be in the front office and deal with him. he’s such a vile person!

…you know what? from now on, we shall refer to him as “douche master.” i don’t expect he’ll be appearing in my blog very often, but when he does, “douche master” shall be his name. <!– text

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