After working alongside you and sharing generous flirtation, accepting a movie invite from me (never went, but anyway), and also playing an online game together, I was under the impression that you were almost a friend. Perhaps we were misleading each other because ultimately I knew you weren’t that serious but you didn’t seem to realize I wasn’t that serious either. The other night I was tired and we were having a bad conversation. Five minutes of your day might have been annoying at worst because I was accidentally a jerk. Boo fucking hoo. Don’t worry, I was starting to realize I wasn’t that big on you either. Then I get a subtle hint from somebody else that you didn’t want me around so I delete you from a certain friends list and begin to ignore you; to give you space, and because I was a little hurt that you don’t know when to stop flirting and handle your shit.
The next day you clam up like you were mind raped or something, and I’m like, whatever, I’ll just get on with my job. The next shift I’m let go, and I’m pretty sure your flaky attitude had something to do with it. I’d hate to see what kind of witch hunt you’d inspire if you were really hurt instead of just faking it. I didn’t care if we weren’t friends anymore but I’m a little offended I lost my job over you. Perhaps you should get a grip before you lead some other hapless dude down this road of financial crisis. The words ‘two faced’, ‘back stabbing’, and ‘twit’ come to mind. I did write a poem about you because I write poetry, duh. I wasn’t in love with you. I think it’s much more poetic if you’re reading this instead and realizing your overreaction and immature farse is called ‘passive-aggressive’ and is apparently very damaging when it costs someone his job when he doesn’t deserve it. I hope you get caught texting at work like you always do, knowing it’s against the rules. I stuck up for you on one occasion but now I just regret being naive and sincere, and giving others the benefit of the doubt when they have a bad day. I guess you’re a snob. But don’t flatter yourself, I’m only mildly annoyed. —Crucified
This article appears in Jul 28 – Aug 3, 2011.
Reason #1 why you don’t flirt (or get involved) with co workers.
Reason #234234234235 why you don’t flirt (or get involved) with anyone.
People be crazy, yo’.
HEY, won’t you play, another somebody done someone wrong song. Wakeup, and see the real world here you fool. God, if everybody only acted like themselves, for real, not the phoney shit, that they think everyone wants them to see.
There is an overabundance of idiosy around this world, but most of it, seems to be centered in this city.
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You’re probably better off away from someone like that anyway.
don’t mess around with coworkers DUMBASS
Ah, there’s nothing like an emotionally unbalanced friend and co-worker to make life a roller coaster.
You might be better off with another job anyway!
peg pigg, your punctuation consistently sucks.
LOU, who cares, not me. punctation is for school kids, this is the real damn world, fool. Was that any better.
I think that writing poetry about a “friend” is a little weird. If I were a woman, in this fucked up world with all the fucked up people in it, I think I might be a little concerned about our friendship. I’m not saying that you crossed any boundaries but I haven’t read the poem. I do think getting you fired is a little much, maybe a little one on one conversation about not interested and maybe some boundaries might have been more appropriate.
On another note… I don’t k ow how long you worked for said company but if it was more than a year and they did not give a reason for your termination on your request you may want to contact the labour board because some severants may be owed to you.
PS: nobody like the creepy weird poetry dude.
A boy wrote a fairytale-like story for me once and I enjoyed it :D. But I’m weird like that. It sucks that you had to lose your job over some stupid bitch! I hate those girls! They think they can just flirt with a guy and then get all weirded out when he starts to have feelings for them or flirt back. If they’re so concerned about it, they should just – I DUNNO – communicate that they just want to be friends instead of playing these stupid games, and stop with the sexual innuendo. JUS SAYIN.
….playing an online game together, deleted the person from your online friend list. LOL. Get out and meet real people instead of flirting with coworkers. The “mind fuck” comment really made me laugh.