Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Job Related Headaches



Was on T.Cas Page and this seemed interesting...Enjoy!

THE WHO'S
Who is in the house with you? Me & Attack Cat
Who are you thinking about now? No one
Who did you last talk to on the phone? The Boyfriend
Whose house did you last go to? Well I hung outside a house…
Whose birthday is next? Today's FH B-day
Who was the last person you had dinner with? Boyfriend
Who do you hope will take this survey? Who ever is reading this…

THE WHAT'S
What was the last thing you ate? Hot wings
What was the last thing you drank? Water
What color pants are you wearing? I'm not wearing any right now…lol….I just rolled out the bed
What is the first thing you think when you wake up? Cut the f*cking alarm clock off!
What do you need right now? I need another vacation
What is the closest item near you that is blue? This bottle of water that has been sitting on the desk since Saturday
What are you wearing on your feet? Nothing, I don’t sleep in socks.
What instant messaging service do you use? yahoo
What is your favorite color? Blue
What is your most used away message? I don’t use one anymore, I just sign off
What is your favorite website? Check my daily reads plus my blog
What's your favorite shoe brand? I love Converse and Nike Air Ones
What song do you currently hear? No TV on

THE WHERE'S
Where do you live? Arlington, VA (right outside DC for folks who doesn’t know)
Where is your phone? on the floor
Where do you sleep? In the bed but my naps are reserved for the couch
Where did you get the shirt you're wearing? I stole it from my boyfriend. I sleep in his shirts

THE WHEN'S
When is your birthday? May 10, 1983
When did you last burn a candle? Saturday but Attack Cat’s tail ended up on fire
When did you wake up? 10:30ish
When did you do laundry last? Last week

THE WHY'S
Why does basically half the world have a Myspace or Blog? Well MySpace is the Devil and folks just need a venue….
You really think half the world has one? Nah
Why did you take this particular survey? It seemed interesting
Why are you in love? I’m in love because I love the person I’m with


Nothing really interesting happened last night. I had to work that dreaded night shift but overall the night passed quickly. My manager and I (the one I cursed out) had a discussion about some of the problems that he perceive that is going on in the Front Office and he asked me because well I “keep it real”. While I ain’t a snitch and I can only speak for myself, I clued him in on a few things but I told him that I think he’s taking everything way out of proportion. He works in a female dominated enviroment and catty-ness is sure to ensure in any environment where there are too many women around. Basically it’s cliques at my jobs and there’s the “Crab in a Barrel” mentality on top of the middleschoolish “I don’t like her therefore you’re my enemny if you like her” arguments that have been flying around.

T is a neutral party here. While I don’t like one of the girls at work, it’s not a witchhunt for me. I personally don’t like her and I have told her that I don’t like her. I’m not jumping on the bandwagon of ladies who just upped and decided that they don’t like her as well. Me and PASSER have an understanding. While you know the whats and whys on why I do not like you, make no mistake. If you feel I have said anything about you behind your back, by all means confront me and ask for confirmation. Because assuming makes an “ass” out of “u” and “me” *snicker* Real lame I know. I don’t know specifically why the other ladies at work don’t like her as well but I know it’s probably something real immature and petty. But I guess vicious office gossip has finally reached this manager’s ears and he wanted some clarification. I kept it real and told him I can only go off of my observation and based on the rumors that I have heard. I don’t speak for everyone and don’t expect me to be the group voice because I stand alone. I know how folks are and f*cking office gossip. I’ve heard so many so called “truths” about folks at work that it is ridiculous. I know sh*t about folks who I have yet to meet. I can tell half the pople at work their sex lives and how often they do it with whom at what time on what date at what motel/hotel/parking garage. I should be coming out the darkness throwing condoms like darts the way folks at work talk.

I am not a shit starter. I don’t instigate. Ok sometimes I do but I don’t throw fuel on the fire. Gossip actually bores me. Sure I read the trashy celeb magazine and half of my favorite blogs are gossip sites but I read just for entertainment and to kind of stay in the know. I can care less about whose screwing whom or new hairstyles and purses because 1) I believe everyone in Hollywood are hoes. 2)I can’t afford it 3) And even if I did, trust that purse or outfit would become an all-purpose outfit/bag real quickly. I mean I’m carting groceries in that bad boy. I’m wearing that outfit to everything. I’m going to get my money’s worth best believe that.

I can’t stand when my friends call me to gossip about someone else. I can care less about who such and such is secretly banging because I already knew way before you decided to burn up my daytime minutes to tell me. And besides I know if you are confronted you’re just going to deny it anyway. Not Tenacious. I have proudly earned my stripes as General of “The Keeping It Real” Army. Folks know that if Tenacious did not say it directly to you, it’s not true. But if you’re doubting it and would like confirmation, Tenacious will tell you whether or not she said it. If I did indeed say something, I would tell you. If I didn’t, I sure will find out whose putting my name in some drama. I hate that. Folks try to pass off shit as shit you would say. Even mimic the way I talk and say it in a way that would appear as something that I have said. Sometimes my sarcasm can be a real crutch because anyone who has hung around me long enough to know how I talk can easily concoct a statement that I would say and pass it off as my word. But folks know they can always approach me and ask.

My manager and I talked for over an hour about this and I told him to let shit ride. It’s petty female shit and trust a new victim is going to come along and everyone is going to pounce on that person. It’s like the Circle of Life. Everyone doesn’t like PASSER for whatever reason but like any bully, eventually you move on. I told him to hire a few more guys to balance out the overwhelming female population. And some cute ones. At least the clique will eventually tear themselves down through competition, thus breaking up the clone army. Folks at work kill me though. I’ve had to tell quite a few to stay the hell out of my business. Don’t worry about who’s calling me and who I am on the phone with. Don’t worry about why I am friendly with everyone at work (Because at my job being friendly=you’re fucking). I mean damn I can say hi right? So most of them leave me the hell alone. And stop trying to get in my conversations! Folks are notorious for that. They would see you having a conversation with someone and damn near bug you to death about the contents. Even go as low as to “tell” you a rumor that was said about you from that person in order for you to spill the beans. See what I mean? Immature shit. And the sinker is that majority of these women are over the age of 30. Now I’m 23 and there’s about three more women who are in my age range meaning 19-24. And these are grown ass women with kids my age acting like this is high school all over again.

That’s why I clock out with the swiftness. They don’t want the “punched-out” Tenacious.

Why are office politics such a headache? Do you have any office headaches that you would like to share?

2 comments:

Ms.Honey said...

What is up with you and T. Cas bloggin in the am LOL..sike naw I'm jokin, at least you keep it real and people know where they stand with you they dont' ever have to wonder.

Office politics suck cause everyone wants to be a chief and no one wants to be an indian then again isnt' a chief an indian as well LOL....moving along

Rashan Jamal said...

I want to start a fake rumor just to see how long it takes to get back to me and to see how the story changed. Something like I saw such and such last night at the store would probably turn into T. and her were at the sex shop last night buying porn and vibrators for their threesome with a midget. LOL. Shit is crazy, but its just part of the job.