I Have a Hitlist in My Head

// July 30th, 2008 // QOTW, Work/Volunteer

Not even a hitlist per se (I won’t hurt a fly… I will literally run away screaming from a fly actually), maybe a I-Will-Secretly-Hate-You-And-Blog-About-You-List. I never imagined myself to be a very vengeful person. I don’t retain extreme emotions for long, meaning I can’t stay angry at people and I can’t be bubbly and hyper ALL the time. But after I started working office jobs this summer, I learned that if I am nice to people all the time, they WILL step all over me. With this premise, I find myself subconsciously making two categories in my head: the Nice People and the Shame-on-You People.  Most of the clients I interact with on a daily basis are in the Nice category (including everyone in MY office and my bosses for the day job, they’re about the nicest people I’ve met) and only three had the dubious honour of making it to the Shame List.  In no particular order they are

  • Madam Crazy Shipper: a lady in charge of shipping who yelled at me for not having the order ready while SHE was the one who failed to provide me with a expected date (how come other people’s orders were fine, huh?! HUH?!)
  • Mrs. Superiority: a sales lady who went on a ranting lecture to both me and my coworker when we asked her to check an order for us placed by her coworker (she and the coworker didn’t get along apparently). I’m just glad other people in the office agrees with me that she is an idiot!
  • Ms. Hypocrite (hmm… they’re all women, just noticed): and a shift supervisor in my evening job with emotional problems (she just broke up apparently, I can see why) who put me on hold when I called her to open the building door for me, and lectured me about arriving late (I was outside the building for fifteen minutes on hold). After my shift, she got mad again because I apparently left at 10:59 instead of 11:00 - fyi, there were five clocks in the room and the one I followed was already 11:05PM!

So there you have it, the List of SHAAAAME. I feel like if I don’t write about them and put them on paper, I will never get over how rude they were while I tried to make an effort to be nice. So hopefully, karma gets those assholes (okay maybe not). My payback plan? Kill them with niceness. Ha! We’ll see how that goes.

QOTW: Is there anyone on your Hitlist or List of Shame? How do you deal with people who are unreasonable like that?

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9 Responses to “I Have a Hitlist in My Head”

  1. Ally says:
    July 30, 2008 at 6:43 pm

    Oh yes, there are many people on my List of Shame. I can’t call it a hitlist because I’m not that vengeful but—

    1) Mr. Fancy Car. He almost hit me with his damn car. This idiot was driving through a red light and probably speeding; he called me a “bitch” also. No idea who the idiot was, but if I meet him again I’ll give him a piece of my mind. I really have to wonder sometimes why licences are given to such douchebags.

    That’s it. But it changes. :neutral:

    And IB Student is my other identity. I forgot to mention that. :P

  2. Ally says:
    July 30, 2008 at 6:44 pm

    Yes, I realize I said I have many people. But they have rotations.

  3. Crystal says:
    July 30, 2008 at 10:56 pm

    Haha I guessed it! Yep, call that intuition, perception, and reasoning. Language helped in my way of knowing as well haha.

    Oh I don’t mean a REAL hitlist, it just sounds very catchy. Maybe Hit-With-Shame List? Voila.

    I bet Mr. Fancy Car got a ticket.

  4. Regina says:
    July 31, 2008 at 5:48 am

    Well, you know what they say: “Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer”. ;) I don’t really have a List of Shame, but I hold grudges for a VERY long time.

  5. Erin says:
    July 31, 2008 at 10:21 am

    I don’t really stay mad at people for very long, although people have been rude to me. One person sticks out, in particular…

    Secretary-in-the-Corner: My boyfriend and I wanted to speak with the assistant principal about yearbook distribution, since they were coming out later than normally, and because of that, not only would we be unable to get our teachers and underclassmen friends to sign it, people who were unable to go to the yearbook dance (and underclassmen with no morning final exams) would not necessarily get their $65 yearbooks. We explained this to the secretary, who scoffed at me when I mentioned the underclassmen, and me not to pretend I cared about them. So what, I can’t care about anyone but myself because I’m a senior? Uhm, okay lady. Then she told us that Mr. B was busy and we would be called down later, but we weren’t. So we decided to go to the principal, whose secretary is nice, and she called Mr. B’s office and the nice secretary picked up and told us to come down and see him. But when we got there, only the mean secretary was there and she didn’t want to let us even when we were told we could come. >.<

    Stupid lady.

  6. Yingna says:
    July 31, 2008 at 8:19 pm

    The only person that I got annoyed about in one of my jobs was Person-who-blamed-others-for-her-anger. So, for me, when I was doing my job all right and fine, and she doesn’t feel that good, she starts picking at the person nearest her at anything small thing. It could be a “messy” work area or anything that suddenly stands out to her.

    But I don’t really care, since I didn’t like the job that much anyway. I was learning nothing, so maybe that also contributed to the fact that I didn’t like her too much.

  7. Regine says:
    August 1, 2008 at 2:36 pm

    Every single customer whom ever existed! I hate them, I hate them all (Imagine I sound like Norman Baker from Psycho now!)…

  8. trench says:
    August 1, 2008 at 6:39 pm

    If I spent time writing down all the people on my hit list it would take days. My new strategy, **** em all. I only converse with them if its work related, otherwise my IGNORE button is turned on.

  9. Emily says:
    August 4, 2008 at 6:36 am

    I have Ms.Pretend-to-be-my-mother: She calls me every 3 hours to ask where I am and tell me what to do. She’s only my aunt through marriage but ever since my parents went away for the summer she thinks I’m her kid. It’s so annoying, I’m a big push over so I don’t have the nerve to tell her to back off.

    Oh well, I hope your “kill them with niceness” strategy works!

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