8.07.2008

Today

I posted a blog from work today, or so I thought. It never made it to blogspot, though. At work, I can only email in a blog post as opposed to going to blogspot to make the same post. Blogspot is blocked. So I was in the heat of some anger and whipped up a quickie post. What happened was this. The skank ass whore that I sit near, knowing full well I have allergies to a number of perfumes, bathed in some disgusting dollar store fragrance which I had an allergic reaction to. My eyes stayed red for the entire day and my headache is just now subsiding. Rather than confront her like I probably should have, I took the passive aggressive approach (which I'm much better at.) Whenever anyone would stop by my desk, they'd comment on how terrible I looked and I would reply, not in my indoor voice, that someone is doused in perfume and I'm having a terrible allergic reaction to it. I made a point of making sure she heard it a number of times. And because I'm petty, I decided to go pay a visit to the director's office. He's a very cool guy and we're damn lucky to have him. Anyway, I went in and asked if he remembered the reminder email he sent out a few months ago about people being considerate to co-workers who have allergies to scents and flowers. I simply told him that my cubemate bathed in perfume that I'm allergic to and would it be a bother to send out another reminder because I'm not looking to cause trouble. He knew exactly who I was talking about and was happy to oblige. He's really great. The email hit after she left but before I did, so I know she'll see it tomorrow. Not that it will do much good, at least immediately, because I'm going to end up reacting to what's left in the air.

3 comments:

Michael in Stuttgart said...

I love passive aggression :)

I have the same problem here, a co-worker smells like old fish, because she does not use soap or enough water. The other women in the office tell me that it is her moomoo (I should I put this nicely). Ewwww - I don't want to know. We don't want to touch that area but we have decided to let her know somehow, because the stench is overwhelming.
I hope she won'T use cheap parfume to cover it, because I am allergic to that too and I hate itchy eyes. Poor Walt, just run her over with your car.

Michael in Stuttgart said...

oops, I am stil dizzy from the aftermath - (how could I have put this nicely?) was what I tried to say. Sorry, I am grammatically retarded

Michael in Stuttgart said...

there is a stench out of her cunt - was what I meant, but how does one say this less offensive? What the heck, that was what I meant