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Beekissed
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Me too! I just quietly avoid them and write them off as never-to-be mature adults. I don't have time to be dancing around trying to unruffle feathers that were born to be ruffled.
A while back dh ran into a similar situation at work. The staff is so divided that dh calls them the Jets and the Sharks (West Side Story, anyone?). After 2 weeks, dh couldn't take the tension. So he decided to start reading his Bible during his lunch break.Henrietta23 said:I have found working in several different schools over the years that I am better off NOT eating in the staff room. It tends to be a huge vent session about anything and everything and I would rarely leave feeling good.
Keljonma, I think that is just the best story....and so very funny! Wish I had thought of that years ago..... :/No one talks bad about anyone or anything around him any more, and he is enjoying his lunch breaks once again.
In more ways than one!keljonma said:Yeah, Bee! God's Word brings the peace that passes understanding.
I enjoyed your post. It it unreal what we as people will put up with until "we see the light"---I am so glad you are "simply incredible" each day now! Great for you!!!! Life lessons can be hard, but as long as we sure learn from them...then we did OK!SKR8PN said:I am going to set this up just you guys know a little background. Back in 1989, I won an award. Top Chrysler Technician in the United States. I worked my keister off to earn that award, and you know what the dealership that I was working for at the time, did in appreciation of all that hard work? Nothing, Nadda, Zip. No congrats, no pay raise, no recognition at all. Wouldn't advertise the fact that the top FOUR Chrysler technicians IN THE ENTIRE COUNTRY were working for them at the time!! I am here to tell ya,we had a kick arse service department!!! At least Chrysler Corporation gave me my choice of ANY car that I wanted, to use for a year free!!
ANYWHO......I was approached with a job offer from another dealership. I had heard the rumors about how nasty they could be to work for, but I was soooo close to being far enough out of debt, that I could open my own shop. The money they offered was obscene for an auto tech at the time, so I took the job offer. I only worked there for 18 months when I had finally had enough. It was so bad that I had to drink a pot of coffee every morning and try to talk myself into going to work that day. AND, after I got there, the first thing I had to do was take two Tylenol, because I KNEW I was going to get a headache. Worst job I ever had and to this day it was the LAST job I ever had! That little episode taught me that money ain't everything.
Next big thing was my heart attack. THAT my friends was a huge wake up call. It was brought on by stress, plain and simple. I was building a car project that went way, WAAAAY over budget due to me being to damn nice to a "friend". We are talkin' 50 grand in labor charges I let him screw me so bad it wasn't even funny. I lost my father near the beginning of the project, then, near the end, my mother had a very bad stroke. That was 3 weeks before my heart attack. Everything seemed to pile up and I let it get to me in a big way. No more. I wake up everyday in a good mood, and every single time someone asks me how I am, my standard response is "I am simply incredible. To be any better, I'd have to be twins, and the world ain't ready for THAT!"
My poor wife has to work with an office full of back-stabbing, lying and NASTY women. If I had her job, I'd have to postal on their arses!!