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U know-- in real life, I am the sweetest souls u can meet. Silent, watchful with deep, penetrating intelligent eyes. I speak less, avoid people, and enjoy living my Regency world of books under a sycamore tree. It is very rare that I usually get into emotional outburst or confrontations. But there are those few co-workers who will just dig and dig and dig-- until they get me finally.


The funny thing is--when they 'get me', they r not ready, or they don't really like the 'me' they see. I don't yell, or make noise-- I simply say a sentence, just a short sentence about them-- and I walk away leaving them repeating a loud:

"that was mean" "that was really mean" again, again, and again.


Really? U asked for it --right?



The only down side of this episodes is--they reveal the devil or monster inside me that I try hard to hide. I hate that. The upside of this is-- I get deep satisfaction of pain in their face and tone of voice. I, particularly like when they look up and gaze into my eyes deeply as if I blurted out their deepest secret, in which I normally intend when I come after you. LOOOL


I would like to think I am charming, to everyone. Why cant people be pleased or satisfied with that? If I get slightly irritated, I decapitate a person with saying something deep about them that the person let alone the world is not ready to hear it.

What a fatty. Lol.

Sycamore tree? Lol I know which you've been reading this week

Ive only ever gotten into a conflict with a co-worker once... a spoilt little shit/prat from a rich background, who would take everything, every word, as a challenge. I wasnt one to let things go either, so we ended up with a protracted, mostly passive-aggressive, but sometimes aggressive conflict.

Octa


Were u thinking Shakespeare?