I've been gripeing lately about the 3rd floor coworker that I am, essentially, avoiding at this point. And here's another one;
My Dad started calling me "James"......I dunno how far back. I've developed several nicknames amongst my family (as families are wont to do) and I'll even allow my close friends to use several of them (not that they do much..."hey asshole" tends to be popular though [kidding]) "James" however.. belongs to my Dad...it's just one of those things. So.....
You can imagine (if you'd like a laugh) my reaction when coworker tried to use it. I managed to keep my head from spinning totally around, and aimed the projectile vomit to the side. I have to wonder...does this woman really know how close she is to me flipping out at her? Advice?? Anyone? I'm really trying to avoid the whole "come right out and say it" thing...I'm not very good at that. (read overly blunt)
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