Have you ever met someone who was so dreadfully miserable they could not interact with anyone without a terse tone, a sharp reprimand, or an angry retort?
I am dealing with a woman who is the most unpleasant person I have had the misfortune to deal with. I attempt to be polite and professional and am met with disdain and dismissal. Terse comments, angry responses, bitter tone of voice. And I feel like an idiot. I stumble, I make mistakes, I neglect to send my attachments with my emails. And every single thing just proves to her that I am a moron sent directly from Hell to mess with her schedule.
I know she is a miserably unhappy person. I make allowances for that. I reply kindly, and with patience. I hope she has something that makes her happy, but I fear it is not the case. All I can say is it is the most frustrating thing to deal with. I am afraid of her. Which is ridiculous.
Because, seriously, I could take her.
I am participating in NaBloPoMo for November. Why? I hate you. It's true.