Get a Life.
My manager was giving one of those off-the-office chat this morning. I just arrived and was parking my car in the parking lot and she was parking right behind me and when I saw her (she was waving to get my attention) she gestured me to get into car, offered some cake (which I, without thinking, munched at it straight away), and then she started it off by saying that since this had nothing to do with work, that was why she didn’t want to have the talk in the office.
Fair enough.
So she said. Apparently, there were some people at work who thought that our behavior (that’s me and my boyfriend’s) was a little too demonstrative for their liking.
What amazed me was; why was this necessary in the first place? And why was she even listening to those idiots? She confessed herself she never actually seen with her own eyes, how demonstrative exactly. So I really couldn’t see what the fuss was all about.
We didn’t kiss. We didn’t hug. Ok there was one time where he gave me a little kiss, but that was a one off, and it was even only on the forehead, and then we agreed not to show any physical contacts whatsoever at work or during office hours (which I think is completely ridiculous), since I knew how people craved to gossip and to exaggerate one small little harmless gesture.
So the conclusion is so, so simple.
People are jealous.
They are so jealous, they have nothing better to do than to talk about other people’s private business because their lives (or love lives, for that matter), is so bloody boring. So fist-eatingly boring they think of me as this mini celebrity in which her life must be kept up to date.
Unfuckingbelievable.
So what? I must act like other ridiculous people who are too embarrassed to show their feelings to the person they love that they won’t even have lunch together let alone hold hands? I bet those idiots must be rethinking and revaluing their own relationships because they are comparing it with ours and what they find is not up to their liking. Yup. Their relationship is so dull and meaningless, and they hate it that other people are not as unhappy as they are, they feel the need to ruin other’s lives so necessary and imperative.
What is even beyond stupidity on their part is that by protesting about it, they’re actually admitting that their lives are so not happening and they don’t like it when other people have what they don’t have. Hey. News flash. Good things only happen to good people. Didn’t you know?
Honestly. People should get a life.
February 21st, 2007 at 5:50 pm
If you think you haven’t done anything in the extraordinary, then cuekin aja.
What did you tell your manager? I hope you didn’t tell her to fuck off, in her face kind of thing. She was kinda nice to tell you personally. Haha.
It’s Indo. And you’re not even in Jkt, you’re in Bekasi…it’s more rural and suburban.
February 22nd, 2007 at 9:36 am
hhmppff!! finally!!! someone gets mee.. that’s what i’ve been saying righttt… it’s pedalamaann!! makanyaa come and stay closer to me dong ahh.. hehehehe.. bentar lagi gw dapet bom kiriman dari bekasi yee..
February 22nd, 2007 at 1:04 pm
Irine: My standard of a manager is quite high (my mum is a superb example) so when it comes to my manager I was and am highly disappointed. She has no idea how to lead. I even told her about it (sorf of).
Syl: Write something woman..u told me u got so much to talk about!!
February 23rd, 2007 at 11:22 am
HAHAHAHAH….. so much kan personal dongg.. masa ditulis di sini… ehh btw.. gw uda nulis tuhh… omg! its so hard to write again after not writing for so longg..