hm, maybe... I don't know. But it sounds like a possibility, if you know of a similar situation.
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Man, I am a stone bitch.
I get back to work today for the first time since my granddad died. I put all my stuff down, shuffle in the kitchen to make some oatmeal, and when I come back to my desk, Incompetent!Boss is waiting with a piece of paper.
He doesn't say hello, doesn't ask how I am, etc. The first words out of his mouth to me are, "Well, we're behind on [xyz], and so your top priority today has to be [abc]...."
And I interrupted, because I am a STONE BITCH, and said, "Thanks, really, for the condolences on my dead grandfather."
Which stopped him cold, and he blinked at me for a minute, and then said, "Uh. Sorry. Now, back to what I was saying...."
I'm not an evil needy demon; I just expect the bare minimum of politeness from people. (Though, now that I think about it, I wasn't polite to Incompetent!Boss, so I'm a bit of a hypocrite. In addition to being a stone bitch.)
It's a damn carnival here, I tell ya. Every freaking day is a carnival.
[sets watch to see how quickly Scola posts a job listing for me....]
You're not a hypocrite or a stone bitch. I'm cheering you for standing up to the asshattery. Whoo-hoo! Comeuppance!
Wow. Incompetent!Boss is really raising the bar for asshattery. What a wanker.
Stony, possibly, but not bitchy. Incompetent!Boss desperately needed a single cold slap across the face, and you delivered.
What Nora said, that is inexcusable behavior from your boss. Good for you!
I've become predictable, haven't I?
I prefer to think of it as sweet.
Also, one of the jobs you listed in the past was for a sex toy editor -- it doesn't get much better than that!
t edit Plus today's PORN EDITOR, which is really tempting, if only for the announcement I could send into my alumnae magazine....
Uh. Sorry. Now, back to what I was saying....
The bitch in this situation is SO not you. Just sayin'.
Slap him again, just on general principle. Asshat.
Now, I can be task driven and absolutely focused and gloss right over the niceties of life, so I can sort of understand where he might be coming from. Still? "Uh. Sorry. Now, back to what I was saying..." Does not meet (okay, spelled 'meat'. Freudian, much?) minimum social skills necessary for dealing with other real humans.