Wednesday, Aug. 10, 2005
Brick O Brain
Danger, Will Robinson: rant mode ahead!
I won't go into all of the particulars here but I was dealing with some stressful situations the past couple of days - at least they were stressful for me. I don't like conflict and don't like being put into an emotional vise-grip, and I like even less being hit on by married men. When I'm hit on by a married man who's someone I have to work with - albeit distantly (thank God for that much, anyway,) it gives me a frigging ulcer. My deleted post was about that and another, similar situation I was dealing with simultaneously. I HATE HATE HATE being pushed into a corner by someone and that was precisely what was happening.
I didn't even try to explain that situation to T when I talked to him last night. He probably figures I'm crazy about now, which is not an altogether unjustified assessment.
However, the next word from Married Creepazoid is getting the door slammed in his face. Literally so, if that's what it takes. I'm too passive with these idiots, simply because I loath confrontation. But this has become ridiculous. I left a message for him telling him that 1) I already have a man in my life who I am crazy about (which is true) and 2) I am not going to play both ends against the middle - if he thinks his little sexist comments and other crap are going to slide this time, he's got another think coming. I'll go for the juglar.
Worst part is, this is someone I've known for nearly twenty years. He's on his third marriage and I know he's unhappy, but I am not his escape valve or his happy pill, thank you very much. He KNOWS where I stand on things - I'm damned vocal about not crossing the marriage line, ever. So it's a double insult for him to be hitting on me and frankly it's pissing me off.
And it gets better - when it rains, it pours, you know. At the same time this was happening, I got a blizzard of emails from someone else I'd worked with briefly. I didn't think much of it at first because he knows Ex-Boss and he figured I would probably know more than anyone else how Ex-Boss is doing. His first email was something to the effect of, "I'll be there again in a couple of months. I'll probably see you then."
No big deal; had I been at the other station I most assuredly would have seen him, and probably worked with him again for a week or two before he headed back to New York. I just sent back a courteous email explaining that I'm no longer working for that station and no longer living in town there, but nice to hear from him, yada yada yada.
I guess it should've clued me in when I got a couple of replies to that email - one congratulating me on my new job and locale, and the other saying more or less that he knew I'd moved and so on. Captain Dummy here still didn't make the connection that since he knew I'd moved and taken another job and he STILL emailed about meeting with me, he wasn't talking about a business meeting.
Some days I can be as dense as a brick, I swear.
Ack - I have to sign off and head back to work - lunch is over. I am just thinking to myself, "Self, you really gotta get it together and use your brain a little more. It's going to atrophy at this rate, if it hasn't already."
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )