AvsGirl41
New Yorker
How childish am I? Check out my pissing contest with my coworkers.
I am at work, and it is now lunchtime. We have Japanese leftovers from the party yesterday. My boss (who loves the idea of having massive leftovers stored away, but never eats them) has gone elsewhere. This leaves me and the AA.
I thought surely, the AA would eat these leftovers and I could go and get a bagel, because I didn't like the food the first time around. The main reason I would even think about this is that she *always* makes me get lunch for her, and it's a real treat when I don't have to. But here comes the dreaded question, occuring every Friday:
"What are you doing for lunch today?"
"Umm...I don't know."
"Are you going to eat party leftovers, or get something?"
"Er...I thought about a bagel...but I might do leftovers?" (which answer is the one that will avoid my involvement?)
"Well, when you decide what to do, would you let me know? Please?" (the tone this is said in would make your jaw clench)
Grrrrrrr! What incredible presumption! I have decided I am simply not going to eat until I have outlasted her, and she makes her own bloody lunch decision, or 5:00pm has rolled around. I can take it, but can she?
So yeah, that's how childish I am. Ugh, I hate office environments, they bring out an ugly, petty side in us all!!
I am at work, and it is now lunchtime. We have Japanese leftovers from the party yesterday. My boss (who loves the idea of having massive leftovers stored away, but never eats them) has gone elsewhere. This leaves me and the AA.
I thought surely, the AA would eat these leftovers and I could go and get a bagel, because I didn't like the food the first time around. The main reason I would even think about this is that she *always* makes me get lunch for her, and it's a real treat when I don't have to. But here comes the dreaded question, occuring every Friday:
"What are you doing for lunch today?"
"Umm...I don't know."
"Are you going to eat party leftovers, or get something?"
"Er...I thought about a bagel...but I might do leftovers?" (which answer is the one that will avoid my involvement?)
"Well, when you decide what to do, would you let me know? Please?" (the tone this is said in would make your jaw clench)
Grrrrrrr! What incredible presumption! I have decided I am simply not going to eat until I have outlasted her, and she makes her own bloody lunch decision, or 5:00pm has rolled around. I can take it, but can she?
So yeah, that's how childish I am. Ugh, I hate office environments, they bring out an ugly, petty side in us all!!
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