I like to think I am a fairly compassionate person. When it comes to awkward people, those who are often laughed at because they just don't fit in and don't know how to stop trying, I've never been one to join in. I hope I never will be.
But there is a particularly awkward person at work who I honestly can not stand. Every time we are in the vicinity of one another I put up my shield and throw out my I-dont-want-to-talk-to-you energy in the hope that he will heed it and let us avoid any unpleasantness. Sometimes, mercifully, be it due to the fuck-off vibe or no, he doesn't try to talk to me.
The other day though, I was merely walking by with a zip-lock bag containing two corndogs which apparently demand comment. Pretty much he just pointed out I was eating corndogs, used what he must have thought was a funny voice and a humorous way of speech, and expected...I don't know really. I just ignored him like I do. He must then comment on that to the guy sitting next to him at the table.
Ignoring him wasn't my first course of action. When I came to the store in January I was nice but quickly realized he was more on the annoying side. Then he started spouting assumptions about me based on whatever preconceived notions or stereotypes he subscribes to. I can't even recall what that first assumption was, but I recognized the pattern in all his other assumptions in the subsequent conversations which led me to wanting to talk to him even less.
Before the corndog incident this week he came to outside garden while I was cashiering, came up from behind and said something unintelligible or negligible, I just know I didn't bother to try to understand it because on sight he flipped my annoyance switch. Later in the break room he tried to apologize? or give reason to his randomness? I stopped him with a "It doesn't even matter" which seemed to stun him a bit. But not enough to try to stop him from trying and trying again.
But there is a particularly awkward person at work who I honestly can not stand. Every time we are in the vicinity of one another I put up my shield and throw out my I-dont-want-to-talk-to-you energy in the hope that he will heed it and let us avoid any unpleasantness. Sometimes, mercifully, be it due to the fuck-off vibe or no, he doesn't try to talk to me.
The other day though, I was merely walking by with a zip-lock bag containing two corndogs which apparently demand comment. Pretty much he just pointed out I was eating corndogs, used what he must have thought was a funny voice and a humorous way of speech, and expected...I don't know really. I just ignored him like I do. He must then comment on that to the guy sitting next to him at the table.
Ignoring him wasn't my first course of action. When I came to the store in January I was nice but quickly realized he was more on the annoying side. Then he started spouting assumptions about me based on whatever preconceived notions or stereotypes he subscribes to. I can't even recall what that first assumption was, but I recognized the pattern in all his other assumptions in the subsequent conversations which led me to wanting to talk to him even less.
Before the corndog incident this week he came to outside garden while I was cashiering, came up from behind and said something unintelligible or negligible, I just know I didn't bother to try to understand it because on sight he flipped my annoyance switch. Later in the break room he tried to apologize? or give reason to his randomness? I stopped him with a "It doesn't even matter" which seemed to stun him a bit. But not enough to try to stop him from trying and trying again.
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