The Hooty Chronicles
part 4978
Well friends, I’ve decided enough with the “love and light” shit for this little mama. It’s time for the full fledged freeze out. What brought this on, you ask? As you may recall, every day I’ve been coming in (early as always) and saying good morning to her specifically to practice being kinder (yeah, I know. Just shut up, okay?). I didn’t log in on the phones because my shift doesn’t start ’til 9am.
Today, however, I came in and there was a call in queue that had been there for about 6 minutes. HMFB was on a call so I just logged in keeping my eye on the queue. Then there were two calls so I quick logged in and slammed out both while a third came in which I also took. Miss McF’ingBoob gets off her call and DOESN’T SAY A WORD. Not “hey thanks”, not “good morning” NOTHING.
So you know what? I’ve decided that it’s time now to stop even acknowledging her existence in my world (well, except for keeping up with THC, because that does give me some evil pleasure).
Message to Hooty: What comes around, goes around, babycakes. Consider that fair warning.
Message to everyone reading this: I am not really this major of a bitch. But I cannot stand co-workers who are insufferable shits.
Hey! It’s back! Just checking in…Me
Being a major bitch is bad. Being a minor bitch is self-preservation. Knock yourself out. We love you! Major or minor.