Ok, you guys.
I know that I said I was going to be super nice and sweet and rose-colored glasses from here on out.
But.....
I have to just tell you this.
First of, let me preface by stating the true fact that I have been blessed with a sixth sense. The sense of being able to accurately judge a book by it's cover within the first few minutes of someone opening their mouth.
Now, I will be honest and say that on a rare occasion (I can count twice) of all the people I've ever met, I was wrong. But hey, I think that track record is ok, I can live with that.
::chomps on purple Pez candy while tooting own horn::
So anyway. My coworker.
I was totally stoked that we were getting a new person. I mean, I just started this job and it is cool to have a full team now, right?
Well I can already sense evil with this one.
She is the type that sits there all innocent, you pretty much forget that she is there, then
BAM!
She is all up in your shit, and tells you that she "already handled that issue..."
I'm like, shit, I'm still new here, stop trying to show me up. WTF.
Or we had this big team/broker dinner. I was asking her if she was planning on going that night,
her: "no"
me: "ok, cool."
her: "are you going....?"
me: "yes, but really I haven't met the new boss yet, so this is a good opportunity."
her: "oh." (kinda attitudy and snotty)
Fast forward to 5pm. I see her in the elevator heading down.
me: "have a great night! See you tomorrow!"
her: "oh....so.... do you need a ride to the dinner?"
me: "uh....no....thanks....I thought you weren't going." ::major side-eye::
her (super overly sweet as molasses pie): "no, I'm going, see you there, bye!!!"
WTF. Weird right!?
More evidence:
1. Every conversation she has with anyone sounds like she is in an interview.
2. She races to every open item, then doesn't update the team she has it done (causing double work)
3. Something is fishy about that girl
I'll give it a couple months and see if my intuition was right. (I bet it is!)
I guess that is is, I SWEAR I will try to be nicer moving forward.
Unless something else like this happens and I HAVE to post about it.
I can't control that kind of thing.
Sometimes shit just happens.
Sometimes you just have to be mean.
p.s. if I am wrong and this girl ends up being my BFF someday I will totally delete this post.
Sometimes you have to let the inner bitch out, and better it be someone deserving like her ...!
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