Woof
To continue the new girl saga....
Yesterday she brought Mike's dog to work. Mike is a nice gay guy who works at my company. He knows her through his health club (she used to work there) and apparently trusts her enough to let her stay at his house while he was in Las Vegas for a convention.
Let me just start out by saying that I liked the dog. lol But I didn't like the way she continously used the dog to get to people around the office. It was....ugh.
People would come up to pet the doggie or see the doggie wandering around the office (don't ask why that's ok) and would strike up a convo with her about the dog. She would talk with them like it was her dog--until they asked a question she didn't know the answer to. Then she would say "Oh it's actually Mike's dog." That would pretty much shut the convo down and have that person running the other way.
She did this to at least 2 people where I could overhear her yesterday. They were both boys who obviously liked dogs and wouldn't mind talking to the girl who owned the dog.
Ugh.
I just don't understand why she couldn't be honest and say right off the bat that it wasn't her dog and she was dog sitting.
In addition, she's got these two muscle car mags at her desk. They 'make me feel better when I'm on a bad call'. Huh. And apparently she used to have images of said cars on a screen saver at her last job.
I never do get along with girls who act more like boys than girls.
I'm already looking forward to the day when I can leave.
Yesterday she brought Mike's dog to work. Mike is a nice gay guy who works at my company. He knows her through his health club (she used to work there) and apparently trusts her enough to let her stay at his house while he was in Las Vegas for a convention.
Let me just start out by saying that I liked the dog. lol But I didn't like the way she continously used the dog to get to people around the office. It was....ugh.
People would come up to pet the doggie or see the doggie wandering around the office (don't ask why that's ok) and would strike up a convo with her about the dog. She would talk with them like it was her dog--until they asked a question she didn't know the answer to. Then she would say "Oh it's actually Mike's dog." That would pretty much shut the convo down and have that person running the other way.
She did this to at least 2 people where I could overhear her yesterday. They were both boys who obviously liked dogs and wouldn't mind talking to the girl who owned the dog.
Ugh.
I just don't understand why she couldn't be honest and say right off the bat that it wasn't her dog and she was dog sitting.
In addition, she's got these two muscle car mags at her desk. They 'make me feel better when I'm on a bad call'. Huh. And apparently she used to have images of said cars on a screen saver at her last job.
I never do get along with girls who act more like boys than girls.
I'm already looking forward to the day when I can leave.