A to Z Challenge 2017

(G)ossip- #AtoZChallenge

– A to Z Challenge – 

At work recently, a co-worker of mine asked me if the person I worked with was pissed off with him. I reassured him that she wasn’t but I suspected that she was. Later on, she basically told me that she was annoyed with him. I didn’t say anything because I could see both sides of it. He can be a bit of a gossip and I think that in this situation, he didn’t play it smart. He asked some prying questions and then refused to take the hint. 

I personally am not particularly interested in work gossip because you never know how much truth there is. That being said, I probably engage in it from time to time. I do think that there’s a difference between general gossip and malicious gossip. 

I don’t really care, anyone can say what they like about me. All I ask is that you don’t make it obvious. A couple of managers were snickering and laughing when I was around and I was just thinking, you guys have no chill. Do that shit in your office, please. People are never smart about it. The first rule of gossiping is to ensure that there’s no trail. It’s like bitching about someone’s sister and not expecting them to tell their sister what you said. You have to gossip strategically.

I know that most people will say that they don’t gossip, but they’re lying. We all do. It’d human nature. We’re curious. Or well, we’re fucking nosy. It is what it is. 

Malicious gossip is something I don’t understand, though. Help me out. If say, I had a friend called Martha and she pissed me off, I would then go out and spread rumours about her. Who has time for that mess?Seriously? When I see people doing this kind of nonsense I get confused. I can’t imagine taking time out of my day to make up some bullshit and then distribute it. Anyone who does needs to fall back and just do what normal people do and passively aggressively ignore the friend who’s upset them. So much simpler. 

The problem with malicious gossipers is that they always take it too far. They’re also almost always not about that life. One minute they’re out there spreading all sorts of the lies and the next, they’re crying into their Pinot and wondering why everyone hates them (think Tamra from RHOC, lol). 

The second issue is that the gossiper never sees that they’re just wasting everyone’s time. At the end of the day, who cares? If Martha is acting the fool, then that’s on her. 

Celebrity gossip is another thing I don’t necessarily understand. Except I am extremely guilty of it. At the end of the day, I realise that these people are out there living their lives and raking in cash. So I’ve decided to just enjoy my own cash free life. I might not have a glamorous life but I do post at least one hilarious tweet every six months. That’s something!

Moving on to family gossip. Well. This one’s inevitable. The more fucked up the family, the juicier the gossip. Until you realise that you’re complicit in the dysfunctionality. 

Gossip is always entertaining when it doesn’t pertain to us specifically, but most of us can’t help ourselves. 

We’re the worst. 


07. Work

This is Day 7 of my Gratitude Challenge.

Work, work, work….

Well, I’m grateful that I have a job and money that’s my own. Finding a job in this day and age is hard. Finding the motivation is hard. Finding the will to make it through the tedious and at times painful application form is hard. 

So I’m grateful to have something even if it isn’t going to make me a millionaire anytime soon. 

Although, being a millionaire wouldn’t hurt. I’ll stay positive!

Awkward Situations, Life

That moment when you realise how awkward you really are

So, I became acutely aware of how awkward I was a long time ago. It always seems to hit home when I’m out of my comfort zone. Like this week when I had to tell someone off at work. I don’t really speak to customers unless spoken to. Occasionally, if I’m feeling chatty (a rare occasion) I’ll have a few conversations, but apart from that I am quiet. This week however, I was tired and crabby and I had to finally speak up. And I felt so bad that I had to. I didn’t regret it but I’m not the kind of person that tells people off.
It kind of really hit me then that I am not the most confident person and that I’m just awkward. 

The most telling indicator is always when I am recounting interactions. My dialogue always consists of uhms and ahhs because I am so quiet. Talking to me is probably really frustrating. I guess it’s like talking to a mime that occasionally breaks out of character. I just can’t help it, I guess. Sometimes when you over think each word that you say it’s just easier not to say anything.
I’m also extremely introverted, so it’s par for the course but sometimes I wish I was confident enough to just be myself without freaking out afterwards.

Image credit: here // Response to ‘Aware


The key to success…

…is apparently laziness, maltreatment and general incompetence.

At work I am currently being made to do the work of two people. My mistake was being able to do it when they didn’t have enough people. So now they can get away without hiring someone and I get back pain. I have to take my time these days, especially because I know I will receive no help. 

Me right now

The managers today had the nerve to tell me that certain areas were messy. Yeah, and they will stay messy. I cannot be in two places at once. And as much as I wish I was, I am not a robot. And even if I was, I still wouldn’t waste my cool skills on breaking my back for these people. 

In the words of Arnie, I’d asta la vista, baby them and go off to save the world.

Today, one hour before the shift ended, some managers told a coworker of mine to redo something a certain way. It’s absolutely ridiculous. Why not tell her before she’s already done 90% of the work? We aren’t paid enough for this bullshit.

In general, none of us are happy and all of us are overworked. Meanwhile, the ones are the top of the food chain are raking in the cash.

Management right now


This post is sponsored by my back pain and is a response to the prompt overworked.

Awkward Situations, Life

The calm before the storm

Or rather it’s not. But it is. I’m in a really weird hyperactive mood at the moment.
I’m talkative, I’m bouncy, I’m restless, I’m getting my Type A personality on even though I’m so Type B it hurts. 

I’m anxious. I can’t sleep, I’m barely eating, I’m not even attempting to meet deadlines, I’m just all over the place both physically and mentally. 

That’s probably due to work. I’m doing a lot on my own right now due to the holiday period and I’m just not feeling it. I’m just bored. And my ability to focus has a status that reads Last Seen: last week. I just can’t. I’m like a cow on a roller coaster. All over the place and in one place all at once. 

To feel focused would require energy and I seem to be expelling that at an alarming rate. I have to force myself to keep going.

My brain is just jumping at a million miles a minute and I can barely think. In essence, I need to calm the fuck down. If only because I know what comes next.

The storm. Or PMS. This has leading to PMS blues all over it. I’m not ready for that right now. 

Or any other shade of blue for that matter. 

I just need my brain to get with the program. 

Written in response to  Calm


Let’s pray that foolishness isn’t contagious¬†

…because I’m exposed to too much of it at work. Every single manager is either too lazy, irritating or just downright incompetent. 

This exchange happened today:

Me (to manager): Can you call a cleaner because there’s water on the floor.

Manager: There’s no cleaner anymore because the customers have gone. 

Me: (looks up to see…customers)

Manager: You’re going to have to get tissue to clean it. 


I was really just thinking, uh, maybe you should come and clean it. Apparently the safety of workers is of no concern to them. They treat us like animals. It’s disgusting. What if it wasn’t just water on the floor, but vomit? Would I be expected to get tissue and clean that? These people have no shame. At least once per shift I find myself ranting about how fucking stupid they are. They walk around all high and mighty while doing nothing.  It’s infuriating and I can barely stomach it.  The amount of self control required by me to not tell them all to fuck off. Instead I do that ‘far away gaze’ when they walk past and just act like I don’t see them. I’m really good at that gaze. They just scream people’s names across the shop floor like we are pets. It’s embarrassing and demoralising. 

I seriously need a ‘Don’t Talk To Me’ name tag. 

Written for the prompt ‘Folly‘ – via http://wp.me/p23sd-13bS

Awkward Situations, Life

Another Thankless Week

Monday: Despair. Running around in circles.

Tuesday: Same as Monday with the added bonus of a freak incident that probably scared me more than I want to admit. 
Wednesday: The realisation that my employers probably wouldn’t give a shit if I lived or died. And yeah, I kind of knew that already, but it really sunk in on this day. I was also put on high alert by a new manager…he is currently on my must ignore because my brain cannot handle the uncomfortable list. This dude is everywhere and not in a good way. You would want a quarterback or star striker to be everywhere, not a creepy manager.

: My Too Tired For This Bullshit mode was activated. Creepy manager kept trying to talk to me. I kept on nodding and hoping that he would go away. Which he did. After giving me an insurmountable task to complete…all while joking. 

I wisely just said that I didn’t really want to do it but I didn’t argue about it. Naturally, I didn’t finish it. I was told to put it away and do something else. Can I just finish the damn tasks that you people are giving me? It’s like opening three different packets of cookies at once. They will eventually go stale because I can’t eat all three at once. Much like how the work is never finished and what happens is that I end up having to do it on another day. 

Friday: In light of the above, Friday was always going to be hard. 

My attitude was basically:

It still is as of writing.