The Woman I Hate

So, I had to go out to Donelson yesterday to be professionally developed, which actually turned out to be kind of interesting, though a little weirdly culty for my tastes. Anyway, I was sitting at a table with a very nice woman who had come in clear from Bowling Green, when we were joined by another woman, who was also very nice

But…

I still hate her.

And here’s why, folks.

When she sat down, in between us, she immediately pulled out a pile of tissue and a handful of cough drops.  She proceded to apologize for being “nasally” which the blonde and I both took to mean something like “I’m having terrible allergies.”

But then the coughing fits began.  And she began to pile up a pyramid of used tissue on the table in front of her.  And then she started chewing on her cough drops.  And in all other manner acting like a woman who was sick, not just suffering from allergies.

Okay, so you’re sick.  But you’ve been sent to this thing and you can’t really get out of it or reschedule.  Fine.  Sit in the back.  Explain to the leader your situation and sit away from others.  But no, then she tagged along with the blonde and me to lunch and the blonde ended up with twice as many fries as a person should get and I ended up with none, so the blonde and I split the fries.

Well, then it became her goal to try to get us to share her food.

No, I shit you not.  She’s basically scooping crap onto her fork and shoving it at us like “No, really, you must try this.”

She got up to go to the bathroom and the blonde and I look at each other and the blonde says “Do you think she’s intentionally trying to get us sick?  I mean, she seems nice, but what a, and excuse my language, fucking evil thing to do.”

And now, this morning, I have a cough.  Just a tickle in the back of my throat, but a cough nevertheless.

You run into folks like this, who seem to be convinced that, if they act nice and relatively clueless about their obnoxious behavior, they are beyond criticism and can do whatever the fuck they want.  And I never am quite sure what to do about them, because they send out all the signals of being a nice person, just trapped in an unfortunate circumstance, and who wants to be mean to a nice person trapped in an unfortunate circumstance?

But I’m starting to get a feeling that for some folks, being a nice person trapped in an unfortunate circumstance is actually how they bully their way through life.

And maybe they should be treated as the bullies they are.

7 thoughts on “The Woman I Hate

  1. But I’m starting to get a feeling that for some folks, being a nice person trapped in an unfortunate circumstance is actually how they bully their way through life.

    …thus the term “killing with kindness”

  2. Yep, I think I know her. The ones who repeatedly stomp on your last remaining nerve until you snap. Then everyone looks at you like you’re the asshole. Because how could you since she’s so sweet. Like you just kicked a kitten or something. I hate her too

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  4. You run into folks like this, who seem to be convinced that, if they act nice and relatively clueless about their obnoxious behavior, they are beyond criticism and can do whatever the fuck they want.
    ….
    But I’m starting to get a feeling that for some folks, being a nice person trapped in an unfortunate circumstance is actually how they bully their way through life.

    B., that’s as great a summation of U.S. foreign policy as I’ve ever seen.

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