Great ball of fire.

Or in my case – ball of FUCKING RAGE.

I don’t know where it came from or why it’s here, but I AM ABSOLUTELY RAGING.

Everything makes me want to scream.

Have you ever gone through this?

I don’t have the patience I’m very used to having.

I’ve worked in offices and mostly in a customer-service focused office role (reception, call center, serving customers in a Government organisation etc)…so I’ve had to be very patient indeed – and for long periods of time. I’m usually chill with it. I figure that whoever is shouting/screaming at the time will eventually calm down. I hum in my head to myself or think of outfits I love until whoever I’m with stops behaving badly. Then I can help, and we both end up pretty pleased.

Not so anymore.

Now I’m PISSED OFF about EVERYTHING.

A lady came in about a foreign bird she saw in the park.

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO DO WITH THAT KNOWLEDGE???

“It’s beak is much shorter than the other birds” she reported, “It’s weird”.

Instead of my usual response “Oh gosh. That’s umm…Interesting”or “I’ll err…make a note of that, thank you for letting us know” (mental note to myself – scrap that note as soon as this loony bin leaves the office) I said to the lady “How does this bird personally affect you, then?”

She was taken aback.

To be honest, I think we both were.

“Excuse me?” she asked, frowning.

Surprising myself, I repeated it: “How does seeing that bird personally affect you, Madam?”

“Well, I don’t know” she answered.

“Then that makes two of us, doesn’t it?” I shot back.

OMG JD – you are out of control.

“I don’t know what you mean” she responded.

“Madam, you are at the Council office. We are here to help and assist you with Council matters. So. I am asking HOW DID THIS (STUPID FUCKING BIRD FOR FUCK’S SAKES) BIRD PERSONALLY AFFECT YOU?”

“Well…it doesn’t” she eventually admitted.

“Then I think we’re done here” and I nodded towards the door.

OMG JD. You’re going to get fired. Definitely getting fired.

“Well I never!” and she picked up her handbag with a huff and left.

Neither have I.

And you know what?

IT FELT GREAT.

I was PUMPED!

Come at me, next person – let’s go for 2 out of 2.

I’m angry about everything. I’m tired all the time. I’m constantly hungry but not satisfied. I’m working really long hours and the more I work alongside “Cupcake Kara” (CK), the more PISSED OFF I’m getting with her.

These things make me want to strangle her with my bare hands:

She sighs LOUDLY throughout the day. All day. Every damn day. It’s an attention sigh. Cupcake Kara (CK) will do it over and over again until I eventually give in and ask “Are you ok?” and then she’ll launch into a tirade about her ex-husband and what he’s been doing since they’ve (recently) split up.

While I’m working, she’ll put her phone in my face and show me photos of who her ex is dating because she’s stalking him online. FFS!!! I’m WORKING here!!!

CK gets very caught up in minor, stupid, fucking irritating things. For instance, we’ll have 7 people at the counter waiting to be served. CK will IGNORE ALL OF THEM (I’ll instantly step up to serve as many as I can) while she fiddles with the button on the photocopier.

“Kara…can I have your help, please?” I’ll ask, overwhelmed and anxious.

“I don’t understand why this weird button is on the machine” she’ll reply.

A WEIRD BUTTON. REALLY??? WHILE THERE ARE 5 PEOPLE WAITING TO BE SERVED??? You’re not even USING the FUCKING MACHINE, you’re concerned about a button you will probably NEVER FUCKING PRESS!!!

CK was wondering about an address she couldn’t find on Google yesterday. FOR SEVEN FUCKING HOURS. CK didn’t do ANY work, No. This address was more important. “15 Wright street, Janet – it doesn’t exist”.

I was absolutely exhausted – manning phones and seeing customers, asking them all to please wait a moment while answering calls and trying to lodge requests for customers online.

“15 Wright street…” CK repeated. She does this A LOT and will repeat whatever it is she’s fucking stuck on this time until I eventually bite and ask her what the FUCK she’s doing.

“Why do you need that address?” I finally asked – as I was photocopying for someone and letting a courier into our side door; giving him a thumbs up as he mouthed “thank you” to me for letting him in.

“Because it’s where my friend from high school used to live but I can’t find it just now”.

YOU WASTED ALMOST ALL FUCKING DAY FOR SOMETHING THAT WASN’T EVEN WORK RELATED AND YOU HAVE THE FUCKING GALL TO ASK ME ABOUT IT???

SERIOUSLY???

I can’t, guys. I literally cannot.

I can’t cope.

CK drives me ABSOLUTELY NUTS and I want to tape her mouth shut with gaffa tape every time she opens it because I know something FUCKING RIDICULOUS will come out and I can’t bear it.

SHE PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH!!!

Because CK has made me so angry for so long, I’m starting to hate everything she does, guys.

I hate her clickety-clacking on the keyboard. She types on that thing like it owes her money. I hate the fucking sound of it.

I hate the way she says “OK” to herself – about 20,000 times a day. I hate that CK pronounces it “Ock-eh“. I think if I was given a dollar for every time CK said it, I would have paid the house off last week and could buy a new car this week.

I hate that she chews noisily with her mouth open. SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH WHEN YOU CHEW FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, KARA!!!

I hate that she interrupts MY DAY with HER STUPID FUCKING QUESTIONS.

“Who do you think deals with our elderly customers? Hmm?”

AT A GUESS, CK – I’D PROBABLY GUESS THE COORDINATOR FOR SENIOR CITIZENS, HELEN. SHE INTRODUCED HERSELF SEVERAL TIMES IN THE FIRST FEW WEEKS WE WERE HERE, DICKHEAD!!!!

AAAAAGHHHHHHHHH!!!

*hyperventaliting*

I’m going to go down for murder one of these days. I can feel it.

14 responses to “Great ball of fire.”

  1. Such a real post. Love it! Hugs to you lady.

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    1. Hugs back! Thank you for reading xx

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  2. Just a heads up that I sent you an email, as it may go to spam. I am sorry that you’re having such a hard time of late. I get it, I went through similar times when it seemed like everything infuriated me. It’s hard to deal with and it doesn’t feel good. Like you want to throw some dishes from the anger sometimes (that was my impulse). I have been praying for you and will continue to do so. Please know you can reach out if you need to.
    You are loved my dear 💕

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    1. Thank you so much 💓 you have such a kind heart ❤️

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  3. Why is she called Cupcake Karen ? I feel for you. That kind of behavior would annoy anyone.

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    1. Because she tried to force feed me a cupcake a few weeks ago. I nearly lost my mind.

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      1. I still can’t believe she did it.

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      2. Sounds like a real winner of a co-worker

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      3. Ahahahaha she’s definitely…something

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  4. I am not sure that it was meant to be, but I found myself smiling at the thought of your comment, “how does this bird personally effect you?” that is truly awesome. I hope the look on her face is something that you will remember for ever. All of us that have had someone ask a silly question are all applauding you. You said in January that there are two “janets”. I can see what you mean. HAHA. Hugs to you

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    1. Hahahahhaha oh Tommy. I didn’t find it funny at the time but when I read your comment on the bus ride to work, I found myself smirking. I think you and I have a similar sense of humour and that will bond our friendship for a really, really long time. I’m usually more patient – even with the most stupid questions, but “the other Janet” had enough and wanted to stop this crazy bird lady in her tracks. Praise God, I haven’t been fired yet. I probably won’t be as rude next time…I hope.

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  5. A few things:
    1) This is totally normal. Maybe no one else will tell you that, but I certainly will. If it’s a day that ends in Y and you’re not seething at least once every 10 minutes, you should probably go in for a toxic level of chill-outted-ness.
    2) There’s nothing wrong with you at all. You’re just in a moment in time where things just add up and make you a little more anxious than normal.
    3) CK is the kinda person that I would not have been able to tolerate. Talking to herself is fine, but… the rest? No.
    “What is the purpose of this button?” would be met with a very public “doesn’t matter as neither of us have ever used it and it has nothing to do with helping any of these people in line, which I strongly suggest you start doing immediately.”
    Also, I wouldn’t ask her “why” or “what” or any of those cute questions anymore. “I can’t find this random address which has nothing to do with anything” wouldn’t get a question from me, it would get a “you can use Google tonight when you get home. Right now, you need to answer line two.”
    If she wants to complain about you telling her what to do, tell her you wouldn’t have to if she actually did something on occasion.
    4) I may not be the right person to get you through this without being kind of a brat.

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  6. I love your answer because I feel seen, heard and validated by you, Marla. THANK YOU SO MUCH. I feel less alone and you’ve helped fill my cup for another long day at work xx

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