Me Me Me ([info]empressov) wrote,
@ 2008-12-02 11:41:00
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Please, just shoot me.
Scenario:   There is this someone with whom you've "fallen out".  Say you got pissed at them (for good reason) and then they decided meh, whatever, not worth acknowledging they treated you like shit and so pissed off-ness grew into being miffed, which grows into a mentality of 'fuck you then' and more than a month goes by and there's not a single word exchanged and for the most part, you've written this person off in large part because you come to feel they don't care if they appear to have screwed you over and it just all seems like they would rather write you off than resolve their inability to make and keep a fucking date. 

Okay.  Then.  Say one of your bosses mentions he's got a few places he's looking to get some prelim info on setting up "team building activities".  You gag, you roll your eyes, you imagine sicknesses to which you will fall prey in order to avoid such an outing but of course you agree to look up these places and give them calls to see what they offer and if you can set one up for the next week or two (and you are of course pleased your boss is such a nitwit he can't plan ahead because this already sounds ridiculously unlikely).  And you hold back openly rolling your eyes when you're asked to help and call this one place that some other exec had worked with previously.  Stupid admins on vacay.  Like that's my job?!  Whatev.   

So, you call and there's something maybe lingering in the back of your mind that is akin to a silent sort of scream but you can't tell the difference between that and the normal sound of yourself silently screaming which occurs everyday just because.  Ring ring. 

And then the person who picks up on the other end of the line is all, "Hello this is Jackass With Whom You Have Fallen Out, how may I help you?"

*instant recognition of voice begets mortified panic*

And instead of reacting with, "You could fuck off!" you instead are wise and just slam the phone down.  And then hear that that silent screaming is actually real screaming coming out of your open mouth.  So you shut your mouth and go drink some coffee and then curse the fates and your own stupidity for not matching up the name of the place you were calling with the name of the employer (one of, like, dozens!) of this person and you hit your head against the desk a few times.  How is anyone supposed to think clearly before noon?!?! 

And then your phone rings.  Your work phone from which you had just placed this Call of Doom.  And the ring is indicating an outside call.  So you pick up with trepidation and answer with a mere, "...Hello?" (no way are you going to say," Hello, this is Dumbass"--too obvious).  And then there's silence.  And you peer at the number on the caller ID and it's some cell phone from Maine but of course if you were this person who you know is calling back the number which called them, they'd grab someone else's cell to call from.  Because it's just what they would do. 
And then you finally hang up because this is just awkward but you know your mere, "hello" was enough for them to recognize your voice. (You should have faked an accent or something!)  And you know they could look up the number prefix and trace it likely to your work which they know.  And so there you are.  Sinking pit in stomach.  Doom.  Woe.  Thinking WTF.  Damn work!  Damn myself!  Stupid!  Because how does this not look like you stalked them or something?!?  Damn it! 

So.  Now.  Now you're filled with an urge to explain yourself because YOU WERE SO NOT STALKING.  That, and you've never been good at ignoring things.  Or denial.  Or anything other than saying exactly everything you think and feel.

And so the idea occurs of sending an email saying something like, "Holy shit, well, that was awkward.  Here's what happened.  How did things between us get so damn awkward?  BTW, if anyone calls back from where I work trying to set up a crapass team building thing at your work, please tell them no way so the awkward doesn't escalate.  Kthankxbi."  Or do I ignore?  Head in sand?  Denial?

HALP!  *headdesk headdesk headdesk*
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[info]allzugern
2008-12-02 05:09 pm UTC (link)
wow ultimate awkward. My first impulse is to say fuck it and ignore it, but I guess it depends on how much you care what they think. Does it really matter if they think you were stalking? Is it important enough that they don't think so where you want to open a line of communication possibilities with an e-mail?

If it's important, then send the e-mail from an anonymous company account saying exactly what you said above (except the kthankxbi) and hope it doesn't lead to this person thinking it's an opportunity to open up a personal dialogue, unless that's what you want.

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[info]empressov
2008-12-02 05:24 pm UTC (link)
Well, and that's where the background of how this fall out happened comes into play. The fall out came with a date having been planned, then delayed by way of him having to give a friend a ride home, then further delayed by him having to give friend's wife a ride to hospital, and then the exchanges throughout these delays never once said meet up was out of the question. So I tried to stay awake and asked keep me informed of what you want to do. But then fell asleep without a word to close out the night. And then the next day was all like nothing had happened. And we also had prelim plans for the following Fri (halloween--"plans" to the point where we didn't know where/when going but had exchanged info on outfits to wear and I'd gotten an analogous outfit to his and he knew this, and where then i'd been vetting out options for us). So after a day or two of his being all ho hum, I blow people off all the time so let me act like this is nothing, I text and say, yo, fucknut, call me or I'm writing you off for going out on halloween. Because, hello, flakey.

And he calls back to leave a message saying, yeah, I think I'll do something else on that Fri. Nevermind we'd already been planning towards it and that the previous week already fell through. He *breezily* says nah, let's not do anything. Note how it was in no way.....apologetic.

And then Ifume a bit and manage to put my pissed off ness into words and send an email basically laying it all out to demonstrate how, hello, actions= disrespect and jackassery. And then Iget no reply. I tried to call a time or two (but it's impossible to get ahold of the jerk because he's always working). And finally I gave up. And that's where it was at before today.

So, well, he was the one who left things awkward. And I hate awkward. I'd rather be told to fuck off because I'm ugly than deafened with stone cold silence. And I'd rather that also in comparison to having someone think that this morning happened on purpose. I fear we might move in a small enough circle for that to come round back to me, I guess....and I hate not having the air cleared. I'm just not sure it's a sign I should explain and say something to confront it and the coincidence of cruel fate that it was or if i'm just reading too much into this.

Edited at 2008-12-02 05:26 pm UTC

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[info]allzugern
2008-12-02 06:01 pm UTC (link)
Wow, he really is a shithead. Honestly? I personally would not just NOT e-mail and explain, I would deny with my dying breath that it ever happened. If it 'gets around'? My response: Wtf? That guy is nuts, it never happened. He doesn't deserve any better or any more thought than that imho.

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[info]myrafur
2008-12-02 07:08 pm UTC (link)
OH, MAN. NO!!

Send the email.

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[info]abigail89
2008-12-02 05:42 pm UTC (link)
*snickers at your pain*

Yeah. I've been there.

Oh, fuck it. Just send the email. Have a nice day.

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[info]graycie23
2008-12-02 05:48 pm UTC (link)
Oy! I've been in similar situations enough to know how this feels.

If it were me, because I am the queen of "This never happened, kthxbai", I would, after much hair-pulling and also probably some rum mixed with the soft drink of my choosing (or not mixed at all), call back and, well, pretend the drawn-out back story never happened to a point after you met but before the silentfuckoffery. Acknowledge the strange awkwardness of knowing each other personally ("Fancy meeting you here! I know we haven't spoken in a while, but funny story here, etc, and now I have to call you for work, and if you don't want to do it, I totally understand, blah blah, by which I mean, please say no so I can move on, and I might sound calm, but please know I'm searching frantically for a spork right now") and then let it go.

This is the kind of thing where, when placing the call, I would pray desperately for voicemail and probably erase and restart the voice message fourteen times before I figured out what I wanted to say without sounding like a complete idiot, and then would need more rum afterwards.

But afterwards, I'd probably feel better having gotten it over with. Probably.

Good luck

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[info]ihlanya
2008-12-02 07:17 pm UTC (link)
ACK!!! Awkward doesn't even begin to describe.

Ah shit.

Shit.

SHIT.

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[info]kmarkhoover
2008-12-02 07:45 pm UTC (link)
*Sigh* Only you could get in a situation like this. Only you.

My advice? The guy is a jerkoff and you don't owe him any explanation whatsoever. Honest mistake. Not your fault. I'll drive up to Boston and we'll have a beer and talk BoSox.

Your boss, otoh, being the true fucktard instigator of all this, deserves MAX punishment. Blown-out kneecaps with a tire iron sounds about right....

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[info]empressov
2008-12-02 11:03 pm UTC (link)
I am counting on the scatterbrainedness of boss right now. The thing is no one here wants to do some lame team thing. Much less one where we're out of the office. Unless we can shoot each other with paintballs, that we will accept. But anyway, I'm stalling on saying anything until pressed (I figure that's almost a week right there) and then I'll say something about how they would get back to us but never did and that they were rather booked (yes, I will lie my ass off). And then there are only like two weeks open between now and xmas so there. And then this spare cash he was looking to use up is off the budget because it's next year!

I'm so lame, though, eh?

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[info]julylorelei
2008-12-02 09:46 pm UTC (link)
I have no real advice to offer. I just feel the need to say how much better the end of my day has been now that I've laughed at your awkwardness ;)

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[info]empressov
2008-12-02 11:00 pm UTC (link)
My pain is your amusement!

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[info]ejeanmay
2008-12-03 03:05 am UTC (link)
Is this the same guy that you boffed in the elevator?

What is really weird to me is that HE called back the number YOU had called from, then didn't say anything.

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