Another rant. Deal with it.
Well, I guess this isn't so much of a rant. .... This time anyways.
I talked to my boss Connie finally about my coworkers and the jokes they've been making about my ex-girlfriend Saturday. Its nothing new really. I've had them making jokes about me from day one. But that's the difference right there. They were about me at first.
I've had people making jokes about me since I was in pre-school and its only grown over the years. Its nothing new for me and I've grown to accept it as an invetiability. But when those jokes start moving away from me and onto the people I care about, it makes my blood boil. Its a struggle not to just lash out and knock them senseless. And I admitedly have a temper. Heh. It actually got me escorted out of High School by a cop once. I still think that teacher over reacted. And that ended up with me busting off my big toe nail, so ....... damn. Way off topic.
Anyways, I don't care when people make fun of me. I'm use to it by now. I don't like it, but I've grown to realize its inevitable wherever I am, wherever I go. But I can't and won't accept it when its about someone else I care about more then they can ever imagine.
Thankfully, whatever she said to them seemed to have worked. They barely even talked to me tonight. And frankly, I prefer it that way. I work better when I don't have to deal with them.
And I'm still pissed about the stuff they said, but I guess I'm not the type to hold a gruge forever. To be honest, I can usually let it go by the next day. Hell, I've actually made some good friends out of people I use to hate. Spencer, a kid I use to work in the Video Club with in High School, never got along with me. We always fought like cats and dogs. But somehow we ended up being friends out of it. I know, its weird. But that's how it was.
Anyways, I still don't like those guys, but as long as they keep up the semi-silent treatment, things will keep running smoothly. If not, I'm finding a new job. That's all there is to it.
I talked to my boss Connie finally about my coworkers and the jokes they've been making about my ex-girlfriend Saturday. Its nothing new really. I've had them making jokes about me from day one. But that's the difference right there. They were about me at first.
I've had people making jokes about me since I was in pre-school and its only grown over the years. Its nothing new for me and I've grown to accept it as an invetiability. But when those jokes start moving away from me and onto the people I care about, it makes my blood boil. Its a struggle not to just lash out and knock them senseless. And I admitedly have a temper. Heh. It actually got me escorted out of High School by a cop once. I still think that teacher over reacted. And that ended up with me busting off my big toe nail, so ....... damn. Way off topic.
Anyways, I don't care when people make fun of me. I'm use to it by now. I don't like it, but I've grown to realize its inevitable wherever I am, wherever I go. But I can't and won't accept it when its about someone else I care about more then they can ever imagine.
Thankfully, whatever she said to them seemed to have worked. They barely even talked to me tonight. And frankly, I prefer it that way. I work better when I don't have to deal with them.
And I'm still pissed about the stuff they said, but I guess I'm not the type to hold a gruge forever. To be honest, I can usually let it go by the next day. Hell, I've actually made some good friends out of people I use to hate. Spencer, a kid I use to work in the Video Club with in High School, never got along with me. We always fought like cats and dogs. But somehow we ended up being friends out of it. I know, its weird. But that's how it was.
Anyways, I still don't like those guys, but as long as they keep up the semi-silent treatment, things will keep running smoothly. If not, I'm finding a new job. That's all there is to it.