stupid story.
We have office messaging.
Like, "Hey did you get that memo I posted?" and "Is everyone clear about the five hour meeting on Tuesday?"
Well, I used it for personal reasons.
I wonder who reads these things and apporoves them.
I know Hillairy is in trouble, wonder what would happen to me if I were found out?
It wasn't suppossed to happen this way.
I mean, really I don't even find her attractive.
Yet here I was, at work; saying all this stuff.
And she ignored me at first...
It all started with her slamming the door and saying that she hated me.
I was surprised that she admited that.
Maybe she didn't mean it like this, but I read into it.
See, she would walk into a room and speak to me but never look me in the eye.
Why the fuck do people do that shit?
I hate that!
Like they don't have balls or they think you don't have any so they don't even look at you.
It makes me feel so low, and I FUCKING HATE THAT!
Lisa had made it seem like she found me so reposovie and lonsome that she would only say what was absolutly nesccary.
Like her mind had a word qutoa for Austin and if she went over, it would cost her her soul.
I thought she dissliked me so much, that to say she hated me; was to lower herself to my level.
I was hurt at first, but then I was intriguied.
I wanted to shame her for lowering herself.
So, that's how this work IMing strarted.
Not inocent.
No, I wouldn't say that.
I just didn't know that there were gates, let alone flooded or othewise.
Me: The door you slammed is damaged. Feel better?
Her: Deduct it from my pay. I have a lot to do. And really don't have time for this. Feel better?
Woa, she was pissed! Emotions screaming through the words.
Me: Maybe you should enroll in anger managment. We have a programe, and it works wonders!
Her: It doesn't seem to have helped you. Please stop messaging me.
Ouch, you got me on that one. Thought I was so elquit and funny there.
Me: I don't need to go. I don't yell, "I hate you" and slam doors in the office.
Her: No, you don't. Instead you act as if you have no emotions, and show no kindness or consideration for any of the people you deal with on a personal or professional level. I don't feel right bringing this up, but I believe that my past speaks well for me. Look it up and read them if you so choose.
Me: I have emtions, I just don't let them get the best of me at work. Will read your reviws with a fine tooth comb, over a glass of wine. Care to join me.
Her: I could report you for the last comment. If you are going to fire me, go ahead. I will not be harrased in this manner.
Taking caution to the wind, and not giving a damn about the rest.
Me: In what manner would you like to be harrased in? May I ask?
Her: This conversation is over. OVER!
She ends the chat sesson.
Hitting my head on the computter I think about what I've just done.
I can see it all now.
Mic's in my face and the news having a filed day about how some big shot like me harrassed a poor and unspecting co-worker. Had her keep her job in exchange for sexual favors.
If only it were that interesting.
I was just being funny, and now she can sue the pants off of me!
Message Lisa Follwer:
I am sorry about what I said to you.
I did not mean anything by that.
There is an old joke that goes, "I refuse to be insulted in this mannor" and the response is, "What mannor would you prefer?"
I understand that my response was borderline and innapropreate to say and I am deeply sorry and I regret it.
I hope that we can continue or work realtionship as before and just forget my stupidity and trying to make a very bad joke.
In closing, I don't need to review your work records. I have seen your work in action and know and value your work and worth in this company.
Sincerly Austin Greene.
Two hours later she responded with,
"Forgotten"
No words on forgivness though.
So that's how it is going to be?
Now she'll have the uppper hand on me.
I have no one to blame but myself.
Fuck this is rough!
Like, "Hey did you get that memo I posted?" and "Is everyone clear about the five hour meeting on Tuesday?"
Well, I used it for personal reasons.
I wonder who reads these things and apporoves them.
I know Hillairy is in trouble, wonder what would happen to me if I were found out?
It wasn't suppossed to happen this way.
I mean, really I don't even find her attractive.
Yet here I was, at work; saying all this stuff.
And she ignored me at first...
It all started with her slamming the door and saying that she hated me.
I was surprised that she admited that.
Maybe she didn't mean it like this, but I read into it.
See, she would walk into a room and speak to me but never look me in the eye.
Why the fuck do people do that shit?
I hate that!
Like they don't have balls or they think you don't have any so they don't even look at you.
It makes me feel so low, and I FUCKING HATE THAT!
Lisa had made it seem like she found me so reposovie and lonsome that she would only say what was absolutly nesccary.
Like her mind had a word qutoa for Austin and if she went over, it would cost her her soul.
I thought she dissliked me so much, that to say she hated me; was to lower herself to my level.
I was hurt at first, but then I was intriguied.
I wanted to shame her for lowering herself.
So, that's how this work IMing strarted.
Not inocent.
No, I wouldn't say that.
I just didn't know that there were gates, let alone flooded or othewise.
Me: The door you slammed is damaged. Feel better?
Her: Deduct it from my pay. I have a lot to do. And really don't have time for this. Feel better?
Woa, she was pissed! Emotions screaming through the words.
Me: Maybe you should enroll in anger managment. We have a programe, and it works wonders!
Her: It doesn't seem to have helped you. Please stop messaging me.
Ouch, you got me on that one. Thought I was so elquit and funny there.
Me: I don't need to go. I don't yell, "I hate you" and slam doors in the office.
Her: No, you don't. Instead you act as if you have no emotions, and show no kindness or consideration for any of the people you deal with on a personal or professional level. I don't feel right bringing this up, but I believe that my past speaks well for me. Look it up and read them if you so choose.
Me: I have emtions, I just don't let them get the best of me at work. Will read your reviws with a fine tooth comb, over a glass of wine. Care to join me.
Her: I could report you for the last comment. If you are going to fire me, go ahead. I will not be harrased in this manner.
Taking caution to the wind, and not giving a damn about the rest.
Me: In what manner would you like to be harrased in? May I ask?
Her: This conversation is over. OVER!
She ends the chat sesson.
Hitting my head on the computter I think about what I've just done.
I can see it all now.
Mic's in my face and the news having a filed day about how some big shot like me harrassed a poor and unspecting co-worker. Had her keep her job in exchange for sexual favors.
If only it were that interesting.
I was just being funny, and now she can sue the pants off of me!
Message Lisa Follwer:
I am sorry about what I said to you.
I did not mean anything by that.
There is an old joke that goes, "I refuse to be insulted in this mannor" and the response is, "What mannor would you prefer?"
I understand that my response was borderline and innapropreate to say and I am deeply sorry and I regret it.
I hope that we can continue or work realtionship as before and just forget my stupidity and trying to make a very bad joke.
In closing, I don't need to review your work records. I have seen your work in action and know and value your work and worth in this company.
Sincerly Austin Greene.
Two hours later she responded with,
"Forgotten"
No words on forgivness though.
So that's how it is going to be?
Now she'll have the uppper hand on me.
I have no one to blame but myself.
Fuck this is rough!