This is the one where the jury comes in.

I’ve had mixed feelings about this woman I work with.  We both started at the same time, so there was some bonding over that.  And when we are alone she opens up  a lot and is fun to talk to.

The problem is that she’s a total butt-kisser to those with “power” and straight-up rude to those that she believes can give her nothing.

So I was kind of up in the air about her, since we were allies in this new environment and we had good talks over lunch…but she was a bitch to the receptionist regularly.

Well the jury came in yesterday.

I was returning to the office from a meeting off-site (it was actually a job interview….that’s another blog post though), and I called this woman and said that I’d stop at Jack ‘N’ The Box to retrieve lunch for the two of us.

Well dumb me, I accidentally spilled two 32 oz. sodas on my lap on the way back to the office.  Well, the first actually spilled down my leg and in my effort to catch it, I threw the second onto my lap and the lid popped off and formed a cold soda pond in my lap.

I laughed it off and walked into the office with cola-flavored footprints following me on the asphalt.  And do you know what the bitch said?

She asked, “Well, what am I supposed to drink with my lunch?”

I’m no longer up in the air about her.

No Responses to “This is the one where the jury comes in.”

  1. Paul Says:

    I think I would have said “If you’re that thirsty you can suck on my pants”

  2. Cherisse Says:

    As my mother would have told me, “drink your spit”

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