Things I Did Wrong
1. When I was in Montreal, I bought Trixie some souvenirs: a t-shirt and some Playboy trading cards. I know, I'm a moron. But there is a context. She was forever making lewd comments about other women, saying what she would like to do with them. AND she told me a story about her and Lucky watching porn on his computer together. It was supposed to be funny. A joke. But I still shutter when I think of the look on her face as she opened the pack of cards while sitting on my couch.
2. One time at work, when I was the supervisor, a friend of Trixie's (Twigy) wanted her schedule changed so they could have lunch together. They asked me in the staff room, in front of some other staff. Trixie said please, batted her eyes, and pouted. I said we'll see, but I was pissed. If I am supposed to be a supervisor, I have to have some respect from the people I supervise. They can't think that I will bend over backwards for Trixie anytime she bats her eyes.
(Although, there was this one time, when she played chicken with me and won: She said that if I let her go home early on a Saturday, she would take me in the back room and give me a blow job right then and there. I didn't do it, but I couldn't even bring myself to say no).
So I reprimanded her. Away from everybody else. She thought, at first, I was being protective of her, concerned about what other people would think about us, and as a result, her. She said she didn't care about that. And when I clarified, stating that it was more what they thought of me as a supervisor, she got pissed. That was the day of my party.
3. I called her one day, from work, and asked her to go out of her way so I could spend an afternoon with Snoopy, a friend of hers I also had a crush on. This was after she didn't show up to my party, after she had been snapping at me or ignoring me for days. I really wasn't THAT concerned about spending an afternoon with Snoopy, I just couldn't think of another plausible excuse to call Trixie. She called me a pervert several times, and hung up on me.
2. One time at work, when I was the supervisor, a friend of Trixie's (Twigy) wanted her schedule changed so they could have lunch together. They asked me in the staff room, in front of some other staff. Trixie said please, batted her eyes, and pouted. I said we'll see, but I was pissed. If I am supposed to be a supervisor, I have to have some respect from the people I supervise. They can't think that I will bend over backwards for Trixie anytime she bats her eyes.
(Although, there was this one time, when she played chicken with me and won: She said that if I let her go home early on a Saturday, she would take me in the back room and give me a blow job right then and there. I didn't do it, but I couldn't even bring myself to say no).
So I reprimanded her. Away from everybody else. She thought, at first, I was being protective of her, concerned about what other people would think about us, and as a result, her. She said she didn't care about that. And when I clarified, stating that it was more what they thought of me as a supervisor, she got pissed. That was the day of my party.
3. I called her one day, from work, and asked her to go out of her way so I could spend an afternoon with Snoopy, a friend of hers I also had a crush on. This was after she didn't show up to my party, after she had been snapping at me or ignoring me for days. I really wasn't THAT concerned about spending an afternoon with Snoopy, I just couldn't think of another plausible excuse to call Trixie. She called me a pervert several times, and hung up on me.
posted by deadwriter at 7:43 a.m.
2 Comments:
Hmmm. Mabe giving someone pornographic material leads them to believe that they don't have to respect you at work...? That's not where my train of thought would lead, but some people are unscrupulous.
Yes, minako, you may be right about that. I did say these were things I did wrong...
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