I have a chronic case of being too nice…which leads to late reactions. You know what I mean? Someone can do something quasi-mean or say something out of their arse…and it just kinda stops you in your tracks. Its like it takes your brain a while to digest that someone had the nerve to come at you like that…
Well yeah that’s me…about 20 minutes or so later I always have something I COULD have said back…but what am I gonna do…go tap them on the shoulder…
Me: Hey! Yeah you!
Me: Remember 20 minutes ago when you said XYZ?
Me: Remember when you did this this and this?
Me: Well Yo Momma! HA!
See…it doesn’t really work. 🙂
So…a few days ago one of the managers around my area was heading out to go look at an “incident” site and needed a hard hat. He walks past my cubicle and notices that I have one…
Manager: Is that your hard hat?
And he walks away…hmm k…he went down the walkway and borrowed a hard hat from one of my white coworkers…
Now…could he tell that since I didn’t offer my hard hat (cause sharing hats is NASTY! and a
huge no no in my book) or did he not want my hat because of my locks? Hmmm…
At the time I was just excited that I didn’t have to share my hat…but in retrospect…hmmm…can’t help but wonder… (probably just me being dramatic again)
Addendum: Why do I have a hard hat? All new employees go through training and we actually go to our plants. When I got the hat (which is a “loaner” (ILLLLLL!!! on so many levels)) I disinfected the hat before I put it on my head…and then a fellow coworker and I punked the instructor into letting us keep them. Now it just sits in my cube. Occasionally on a particularly sucky day…typically when things aren’t adding up (literally) I will put on my hard hat just because