You want something to complain about???

Posted by High Priestess Kang as Observations, Tentacle Wagging

…I’ll give you something to complain about, then!

Far be it from me to deny someone the right to anything.

When I was growing up, my father used to use that line. Had he not been grinding his teeth, on the verge of snapping after trying to reason with a child, I would have thought more about what that sentence means. But no…I just took that as a strong message to straighten up and fly right or face draconian measures.

As I aged, when I heard that, I would roll my eyes. Because…it’s something utterly lame to hear. Utterly lame to say.

Today I learned why people say that.

I have the misfortune of dealing with a very unpleasant creature consistently enough where she has become the virtual thorn in my side. No…wait…I should rather have a real thorn in my side that deal with this person. I’m not exactly sure where the communications turned awry but I have been told that it is *all* my fault. :lowers head in shame:

Whenever I see emails flutter into my email box from this person, the bile rises in my throat. Whenever I hear her voice, my toes curl. I don’t like her. Fortunately, I don’t have to like her. I won’t die if I don’t like her. Nothing traumatic will happen if I don’t like her. However, I need to figure out a way to deal with her.

Today, instead of smiling through the pain or taking an, “Oh…I’m so sorrrrrrry” posture, I decided (granted it has been a few months of eating this person’s shit) to feed it back. Not in a negative way. Not in an angry way. I did it in the way that annoys the hell out of everyone. I fed her her own words. Her own words in her own poorly constructed sentences. I did it because I could no longer play the role of diplomatic author. I did it because I am absolutely tired of the incessant negativity and the lack of respect exhibited. I did it because it was my last resort.

I gave her something to complain about.

Herself.

Henry encourages me to be an empath and consider the other person’s position and feelings. I try to employ this wisdom on a daily basis, particularly when a situation is tense. For some reason, be it that I’m blind with rage, entirely fed up with this woman’s on going shenanigans or utter lack of respect, I really didn’t think about her position. I really don’t care about her position. It’s hard to be an empath towards someone who makes you out to be a hell-cat, a problem, the reason why people are hungry, whales are dying and tuna keeps getting caught in dolphin net with very little to substantiate and support her position.

It’s easy to make judgment calls when you have no data. Maybe something horrendous is happening to the shrew.?. What the shrew doesn’t realize is that not everything is sunny in KangWorld, either. And her shitty attitude, snarky posture and tattle-tale ways are not doing anything to help the situation. All that it is doing is making me defensive.

And resourceful.

Thank G-d I save every email for occasions such as this. If, as a last resort, you have to hand someone’s ass to them on a plate, be absolutely sure you can do it. And, be absolutely sure you have an audience.

This rant was brought to you by the letter, “B.”  As in biatch.