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Venting on ... tactless co-workers
Mar. 31st, 2004 11:06 amThe bake sale is on at work. Lots of goodies were made, mostly of the sweetened variety. I've already watched the line for an hour, so my tour of duty is over there.
My old nemesis, The Foghorn, waddled her way into the line while I was there. While I was discussing some pricing and scheduling with my fellow committee members, she bellows, "Gee, Mark, your cupcakes aren't selling too well!" BITCH! My feelings aren't hurt in the least, there are tons of cupcakes and cookies here, a lot to choose from, but this hag made it a point to blurt this out while I was around friends.
It was a tad embarrassing, which makes me want to put her empty noggin in a headlock and pummel her. She should be thankful for my southern gentleman upbringing. I responded, "Doesn't bother me any, the more that are left over, the more I get to take home." She took a chocolate brownie, I hope she chokes on it.
My old nemesis, The Foghorn, waddled her way into the line while I was there. While I was discussing some pricing and scheduling with my fellow committee members, she bellows, "Gee, Mark, your cupcakes aren't selling too well!" BITCH! My feelings aren't hurt in the least, there are tons of cupcakes and cookies here, a lot to choose from, but this hag made it a point to blurt this out while I was around friends.
It was a tad embarrassing, which makes me want to put her empty noggin in a headlock and pummel her. She should be thankful for my southern gentleman upbringing. I responded, "Doesn't bother me any, the more that are left over, the more I get to take home." She took a chocolate brownie, I hope she chokes on it.
