I have done a lot of work today. That’s right. Shopping on line is hard work. I am exhausted. Yes ma’am. (Or sir, whichever the case may be.) I only wanted one thing, really: sun block for my daughter for when she goes to camp. However, if you purchase a certain amount, you get free shipping and handling. And if you purchase a bigger amount, you get 20% off. So of course, I purchased a larger amount. I did need all the stuff I purchased and I do enjoy shopping (esp. on line.) but it’s a lot of work. I had to find $50 worth of stuff to buy (this is from a pharmacy.) And I didn’t want to buy anything I didn’t need. And I didn’t want to buy anything unless it was a good price. And I believe I did. Of course, I also had to check the web to see if there were any other coupons for this site that I could use. Like I said, shopping on line is hard work. Phew!!!!
I am not so angry today, as I imagine you can ascertain from the tone of my post thus far. Perhaps it’s because I shopped and am pleased. Perhaps it’s because one of my supervisors is out today. Perhaps its because bitch M is out today. (Oh, bitch M is very often out. I believe she has virtually no time accumulated. I probably shdnt talk, cause till about a year ago, I was in the same position. My dd was constantly getting ill. DH could have sometimes stayed home with her (and occasionally did) but dd preferred dm be with her. And DH isn’t as attuned to dd’s needs as dm. And, DH tends to sleep the day away when he’s home and supposed to be caring for dd.
Anyway, DD gets ill less frequently and I have flextime. So I have accumulated some time. And bitch M has four kids. So if I wanted to be fair minded about it, perhaps I should take these things into account. But I don’t want to be fair-minded. This bitch said about me within my earshot about a month ago, she was listening to a song. And I can’t remember the song now, of course, and I can’t remember all that she said, but it had to do with someone tattling on her. (And believe me there’s a lot to tattle on. She leaves her desk at least half a dozen times a day-no exaggeration.) Takes smoking breaks-this is allowed in my building, however. Leaves the building. God knows where she goes. Anyway, she had the audacity to make that comment within my earshot. No, I didn’t say anything. Didn’t know what to say. Couldn’t think of anything to say. And was afraid to be confrontational. I did think of something to say after wards (isn’t that par for the course.)
I could have asked if she were talking to me, (as opposed to talking to herself.) I don’t think that’s confrontational. But I didn’t think of it at the time. I did tell Bitch A about it. She said that Bitch M was going thru something and (like all of us-not I, I should have pointed out) was finding herself a scapegoat. (My words, not bitch A’s.) She asked if I wanted her to speak with M and I said yes. It was a reluctant ask on her part. (Usually she’s more receptive to do this.) Perhaps it's because I’m soon to be not her subordinate. I’m not sure why. Whether she spoke to her or not, I’m not sure, but I believe I mentioned below recent experiences with M. (I’m being much too nice, but its time consuming to keep writing bitch M. Besides, I think you know who im talking about, anyway.
