Someone out there dislikes me very much.
Or should I say, hates me.
I know I can’t expect much since I am bad mouthing and scrutinizing people all the time myself. I know there is this thing called karma in this world. But honestly, I never really disliked the people I bad mouthed about, I only found them distasteful at most.
How do you hate people when you barely talked to them, when you do not know about their backgrounds, their thoughts, their rationales for doing things? How do you hate someone so easily and groundlessly?
Someone at work hates me. She hates me so much that she tells her lunch clique about it and one of them told me in my face: 她最讨厌就是你了！That was fine for me, since she is so insignificant in my life that I don’t give a damn about how she feels about me. Just fark off and leave me alone and hate me for all she wants for all I care. I mean it.
But today, I found out that she sneakily went to one of my shops, and asked one of my staff if I had been visiting the shop frequently and how long did I stay at the shop each time? This dodgy vixen. Vicious and scheming and unscrupulous and despicable, and obviously too free at work.
Who does she think she is? First of all, she is not my superior, we are of equal rank. Secondly, there is no overlap in our job scope, so to say, no common interests, no conflict of interest. Whatever whoever gave her that fat audacity to check on me?? To so hideously question my staff about me?
The vixen, wrinkled and saggy and so close to her expiry date with the company. Single and grouchy and grudging. We all know that. We all had our fair share of shit from her from time to time. She is two seats away from me, and I dare say I greet her in the morning and say goodbye to her with my heartfelt sincerity everytime I walked past, on the account that she existed at least 30 more years than me in this world and empathizing that she is single and lonely and hence twisted. I sensed no hostility, now I know it's because she is just so pretentious.
As much as I do not want to give a damn about her childish acts, I can’t take it lying down that she interfered in my work. She actually checked on me! With an evil intention that I have no doubts about. I can’t help but feel and hate that I am being watched. I can’t help but feel wronged in the sense that she hated me before she even understood me. It makes me shudder when I think about how vulnerable mankind is to insensible jealously and self conjured injustice.
I found out that she hates me because I never got any scolding at work (yea, she thinks!), because I seem to be favored. Because to her, I am this young bitch whose life seems to her like a bed of roses, getting what I want with zero hard work in a much shorter time than what she had used, which is JUST NOT FAIR. Because I have fewer lines on my face and no sagging cheeks and more years ahead to waste and she is almost seeing her end. But what does she know? What does anyone know about my this smooth sailing life?
Nothing.
This is so unbearable.
Or should I say, hates me.
I know I can’t expect much since I am bad mouthing and scrutinizing people all the time myself. I know there is this thing called karma in this world. But honestly, I never really disliked the people I bad mouthed about, I only found them distasteful at most.
How do you hate people when you barely talked to them, when you do not know about their backgrounds, their thoughts, their rationales for doing things? How do you hate someone so easily and groundlessly?
Someone at work hates me. She hates me so much that she tells her lunch clique about it and one of them told me in my face: 她最讨厌就是你了！That was fine for me, since she is so insignificant in my life that I don’t give a damn about how she feels about me. Just fark off and leave me alone and hate me for all she wants for all I care. I mean it.
But today, I found out that she sneakily went to one of my shops, and asked one of my staff if I had been visiting the shop frequently and how long did I stay at the shop each time? This dodgy vixen. Vicious and scheming and unscrupulous and despicable, and obviously too free at work.
Who does she think she is? First of all, she is not my superior, we are of equal rank. Secondly, there is no overlap in our job scope, so to say, no common interests, no conflict of interest. Whatever whoever gave her that fat audacity to check on me?? To so hideously question my staff about me?
The vixen, wrinkled and saggy and so close to her expiry date with the company. Single and grouchy and grudging. We all know that. We all had our fair share of shit from her from time to time. She is two seats away from me, and I dare say I greet her in the morning and say goodbye to her with my heartfelt sincerity everytime I walked past, on the account that she existed at least 30 more years than me in this world and empathizing that she is single and lonely and hence twisted. I sensed no hostility, now I know it's because she is just so pretentious.
As much as I do not want to give a damn about her childish acts, I can’t take it lying down that she interfered in my work. She actually checked on me! With an evil intention that I have no doubts about. I can’t help but feel and hate that I am being watched. I can’t help but feel wronged in the sense that she hated me before she even understood me. It makes me shudder when I think about how vulnerable mankind is to insensible jealously and self conjured injustice.
I found out that she hates me because I never got any scolding at work (yea, she thinks!), because I seem to be favored. Because to her, I am this young bitch whose life seems to her like a bed of roses, getting what I want with zero hard work in a much shorter time than what she had used, which is JUST NOT FAIR. Because I have fewer lines on my face and no sagging cheeks and more years ahead to waste and she is almost seeing her end. But what does she know? What does anyone know about my this smooth sailing life?
Nothing.
This is so unbearable.
posted by joey at 12:22 上午
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