And that's how I sort of turned into the Incredible Hulk...
"Your ass is mine, Simpson, your ass is mine. That's right! I think words I would never say."--- Principal Skinner, telepathically intimidating Bart on the witness stand.
Have you ever had that one moment where someone gets under your skin so much that you literally turn red in the face and launch into a profanity-laced tirade? Today, that more or less happened to me...and with an authority figure, no less. Let the fun begin...
My assistant manager, who is a real (expletive deleted)[use your imagination, folks], apparently wanted me to work in the warehouse/head office today to do some odd jobs there. Normally, I'd have no problem with that. The problem I do have is when he assumes I'll go and doesn't even ask me. I drive across the city to go to work today and run into 2 people who ask me why I'm not at the warehouse instead. I have absolutely no idea what they're talking about. Apparently, he's been telling everyone that I'll be at the warehouse this afternoon. I get paged over the intercom and get asked why I'm not at the warehouse. I reply that I was never asked. He says he called yesterday (not true) and earlier today (true, but according to my caller ID it was just before my shift and I was out of the house). I reply by saying it's pretty hard to say yes or no when you never have the actual conversation. Then he plays stupid and says we're having a conversation now, so can you go now? I reply no. I just drove all the way across the city and am ready to work here. I don't want to go all the way back across town, get changed, and find a building I've never seen before. He wasn't exactly impressed with my response, but I think he was surprised that I raised my voice with him. He never mentioned the incident for the rest of the day.
My co-workers remarked that they have never seen me so angry. I absolutely hate it when people put words in my mouth and try to intimidate and take advantage of me...something that this person also has a reputation for doing with many other people. And he doesn't seem to understand why no one wants to do him any favours...hmmmm.... very baffling, indeed.
I was thinking about transferring to the new store that would have been a 5 minute walk from my house. But guess who's transferring there too! Oh well, I guess it's for the best. I really like the people I work with, and it would have been tough to leave. In about a month's time, my job will become somewhat more tolerable for the first time in recent memory. Make no mistake people: I still dislike it, but the intensity in which it sucks will be reduced.
As for the profanity-laced tirade? Well, much like Principal Skinner, I managed to internalize pretty much all of it...but let's just say that if it were possible to hear my thoughts, Chris Rock himself would have blushed. I'm not proud of myself for letting a few slip out, but (expletive deleted) happens! :D
I was always taught in university to hearken back to your original quote/paragraph when writing an essay. And now that I've done that, I'll stop now :D
The moral of this story: don't tick me off or else I'll go quasi-Hulk on all of you!
Have you ever had that one moment where someone gets under your skin so much that you literally turn red in the face and launch into a profanity-laced tirade? Today, that more or less happened to me...and with an authority figure, no less. Let the fun begin...
My assistant manager, who is a real (expletive deleted)[use your imagination, folks], apparently wanted me to work in the warehouse/head office today to do some odd jobs there. Normally, I'd have no problem with that. The problem I do have is when he assumes I'll go and doesn't even ask me. I drive across the city to go to work today and run into 2 people who ask me why I'm not at the warehouse instead. I have absolutely no idea what they're talking about. Apparently, he's been telling everyone that I'll be at the warehouse this afternoon. I get paged over the intercom and get asked why I'm not at the warehouse. I reply that I was never asked. He says he called yesterday (not true) and earlier today (true, but according to my caller ID it was just before my shift and I was out of the house). I reply by saying it's pretty hard to say yes or no when you never have the actual conversation. Then he plays stupid and says we're having a conversation now, so can you go now? I reply no. I just drove all the way across the city and am ready to work here. I don't want to go all the way back across town, get changed, and find a building I've never seen before. He wasn't exactly impressed with my response, but I think he was surprised that I raised my voice with him. He never mentioned the incident for the rest of the day.
My co-workers remarked that they have never seen me so angry. I absolutely hate it when people put words in my mouth and try to intimidate and take advantage of me...something that this person also has a reputation for doing with many other people. And he doesn't seem to understand why no one wants to do him any favours...hmmmm.... very baffling, indeed.
I was thinking about transferring to the new store that would have been a 5 minute walk from my house. But guess who's transferring there too! Oh well, I guess it's for the best. I really like the people I work with, and it would have been tough to leave. In about a month's time, my job will become somewhat more tolerable for the first time in recent memory. Make no mistake people: I still dislike it, but the intensity in which it sucks will be reduced.
As for the profanity-laced tirade? Well, much like Principal Skinner, I managed to internalize pretty much all of it...but let's just say that if it were possible to hear my thoughts, Chris Rock himself would have blushed. I'm not proud of myself for letting a few slip out, but (expletive deleted) happens! :D
I was always taught in university to hearken back to your original quote/paragraph when writing an essay. And now that I've done that, I'll stop now :D
The moral of this story: don't tick me off or else I'll go quasi-Hulk on all of you!
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