Return to hell..

Its that time of year. Christmas parties. Yay. Lets go hang out with people we hate and get drunk and kiss ass... Ok so I'm actually looking forward to mine :) I like most of the people I work with... its the other one I'm worried about.

I've got to go to my hubby's party and up until a few months ago... I worked there. Talk about traumatic. Those guys are nuts. I decided to leave because I started vomitting blood... yes. It was that bad. And there was this one manager. I'm not one to be nasty and I do believe that everyone is essentially good but she was an abomination. I almost had a breakdown because of her. I'm not sure what to say to her... or even to say anything....

The thing is that since I've left I realised how small and inconsequential that whole company was. And while I feel that there are much more important things in the world to concentrate on I'm allowing this one personal drama as an indulgence. What if I see her crawl over the table and start throttling her... I mean... I've had nightmares....

Its funny. I want to save the world but I cant even attend this Christmas party. My hubby says I should just be happy and that would bug her enough. And it would. She's that kind of a person. Why do I always feel like I should make a stand. She traumatized at least 50 people in the time I was there... why do I want to take her on. Shouldnt I turn the other cheek... So there I go again... back to my original blog. Evil thrives when good people do nothing. I did nothing and now she torturing everyone I know. But they're not doing anything so why should I? Right?

Like Africa. Those people arent fighting so why should I. Yeah. That really puts things in perspective. How did this world get like this? How can people treat other people like this? I'm in shock at whats going on in Zim. I hear reports about the guys crossing the border into our country. They have nothing yet they're so happy to be here. How can other people hurt people so badly? I'm starting to feel like the world is an ugly place and I'm in this glass bowl staring out... coz I'm great. My world is perfect.... except for a certain Christmas party. Which is a joke of note.

I've got developments at work. My perfect job? Is getting more perfect. Yes. MORE perfect. God reeeeeallly likes me. I'm so blessed I sometimes worry... what if it ends... Everyone else is suffering. What if I'm going to suffer to? Yes. I am VERY morbid. (But only in my blog :P)

Anyway, I've got a great story for my next installment. Its my dad's story. But its amazing especially the apartheid elements. So stay tuned for another episode of A Perfect World...

To be continued...

Comments

graycladunits said…
well fuzzy, you could always be a scoundrel, slip this girl some knock-out drops, and prop her up in a corner...haha...or have you tried confronting her and just asking her to behave, maybe she was not raised properly or is completely oblivious and doesn't realize what she is doing? i am not trying to tell you how to run your life, but it might be worth a try...cheers
November 29, 2008 at 3:30 PM
Fuzzy Lojic said…
I wish it was that easy GCU. This girl is actually a 56 year old Director of the company. No ethics at all. I have confronted her several times and she is very aware my feelings toward her. This essentially was the reason she made my life a living hell while I was there. I'm sorry but I refuse to let one human being get away with blatant mistreatment of another. Sadly, that’s what she does. She plays on her eccentricities in order to get away with saying and doing completely inappropriate things. She’s probably broken every sing le one of our labor laws and she has friends in high places so taking her on sooner or later leads to a dismissal. She's even publicly said that... "Don’t bother trying to take me on because you'll be the one to lose."

I think I made my peace with it though. In the greater scheme of things she’s nothing and no one to me. I’m gonna let God deal with this one, I have better things to worry about.
November 30, 2008 at 11:04 PM
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