I was out tonight with a friend.

“He’ll get what’s coming to him.”  she said.

“I think he is already married to his bad karma.”  I thought.  Poor dude.

As for the other one, he is just plain bonkers.  How crazy would you have to be to decide that you want somebody and then try to create problems for them because you couldn’t otherwise think of anything to say?

Since he is evidently terminally stupid, the answer is that if you have nothing to say it means we have absolutely nothing in common and I am unlikely to be swooning at your giant feet any time soon.

Why would you supply a person this crazy with information of any kind?

The only answer I can think of is that they actually believe that it is OK to treat people like this, that the company sanctions it, and that a culture of belittlement pervades this company, to the point that it is run entirely by people with disordered thinking and a curiously badly inflated self-image.

Even looking at photographs of these people tells you a lot about them.  The vacant eyes, in one case psychotic changes in appearance depending on mood, the combination of poor self image and lack of connection to others.  It is clearly not a healthy environment.

Things have changed a lot since the last contract I worked on, which was populated with people who were well aware that they lived for money and had little in the way of a real life.  They were curious and interested, from a distance.

Now they seem to have introduced mentally-challenged excuses for lack of insight, awareness of others to the mix instead.

Both of the team leaders I have referred to did the same thing, which was rather telling.  They stood next to me and measured themselves posturally.  They were literally standing to attention being ‘seen’ in my space.  I looked at each of them askance as they did this – for the record, I do not do anything unusual to be me.  I inhabit my space, and I have some presence, but that’s really it, apart from that I’m a perfectly normal and still pretty fat chick.

This tells me that there are significant self-image problems here.  They wouldn’t need to do that if there weren’t.  I certainly don’t feel the need to co-depend, and at the first sign of it I tend to run.

You don’t need other people, and if you do there is something wrong with you that you need to spend time alone to resolve.

I don’t sprinkle magic dust on people, do anything particularly unusual and in the last two situations, I also avoid sources of friction where I can.  At some point somebody is going to have to realise that they have the problem, not me.  Try some self awareness, dumbasses.

Since we have reached the point where I can no longer even safely ask a question at work without there being a problem, evidently withdrawal from dealing with them altogether is the only option.

Poor dude.  At least I don’t have to live like that. I would probably get all bitter and twisted too.



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