Why I Hate Working With Over 50 Women...

Do you remember as kids, at camp or daycare, where you all sat in a group, of about 15-20 kids, the first person whispered something into the next persons ear, so forth and so on, then the last person yelled what the first person said and it was NEVER the same thing? The saying "I Hate Daycare" would turn into "Rainbows are ugly!", or atleast something like that.

Well, that's kind of what happens with you work with over 50 other women. One person says one thing, then it goes like wildfire until someone gets burned. We have five women pregnant, (Feb-March-June-August-September), since Feb and March are so close everyone assumed we would do one big baby shower at work, two birds with one stone kinda thing. Well apparently Feb didn't really want that. She wanted her "own". Whatever. In Dec we decide we want to do something early-mid Jan for her. Nothing was ever decided until last week. Party would be tomorrow during lunch. The other infertile (yeah, that one) and I were the "planners". She was getting the cake because it's her best friend and I would make favors, bring ice cream and balloons. (FYI, It's her first, she had a home shower this past weekend but only 2 people from the office of nearly 60 were invited, everyone else was left out, with that, some people were already kind of mad.) Well I asked OI how they were going to do the gifts and she said that they probably would just put them in the truck and open when she got home because it would be during lunch. So, everyone was asking how this was going to work with everyone having different lunch times and only 30 mins for Feb to eat lunch I told them I had heard she was just going to take the things home to open. Well Feb got all pissed off and went off on OI this morning (with me sitting right there!) mentioning a "she said (me = she) blah, blah, blah. That girl didn't have shit to do with anything she aint grown, etc, yadda, blah". She didn't say anything to me all day about it, not saying "Hey, what was said?" or something along those lines. Just a bitch about me to the girl sitting next to me.

[Flash back two weeks ago, I was telling OI that I was going in with 2 other girls and making her a 4-6 tier diaper cake with minnie mouse since she liked that. OI said "when she was a few weeks along she said she didn't want a diaper cake so take that money and get something else". WTF? Okay, you can't just go to W@lmart or T@rget or BabiesRUz and pick one of this up, she knows I make these for baby showers and sell them on the side. She knows what's included. She knows it's useful. It was just a personal attack and I took it that way. There's no way you can't. I would never tell someone "I dont want was so-and-so makes, she should be buy me something else". That's rude. So I even though I have been pissed about that I was still going to be nice and help throw the party.]

If it wasn't for me finally sitting OI down and deciding what day and making the invite, she probably wouldn't have even had this party. So I got really pissed off this morning and decided I am not doing SHIT! I am not getting her anything. I won't give them the favors and I didn't buy any ice cream or balloons. If you want to be a bitch on the sly, I will to. Two can play that game. So, congratufuckinglations.

Was that being a bitch? Probably. Do I care? Not really.

[Dawn, I will answer your question tomorrow, it's not assvice. :-)]