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11-12-12, 3:57pm
I have a co-worker Dort (not his real name) who I spend about a third of every day with. He's got some personality issues - massive egomaniac who can't stop talking, and he has a need to interrupt me no matter what I'm doing, to attend to his latest news about an ex-ex girlfriend I've never met, or watch the new kitty video his friend Garth just sent him, or whatever. The thing is, he's actually a sweet guy, and he'd probably give me the clothes off his back if I needed them. So I don't hate the guy, but I need to try to avoid his interruptions at work, and so far I'm doing okay on that score.
Dort is very social, and lives for restaurant outings and get-togethers with friends. Unfortunately his overbearing conversational style (and habit of spewing food and drink on people when he's talking and eating) means he doesn't have a wide circle of folks to choose from. But I go to happy hour with him occasionally, because we have the work thing in common and he's fun in small doses.
Okay, so there's this woman I call Anger Chick because she's just bizarrely angry and weird about everything. I met her through Dort, who invited her to happy hour one day. Anger Chick is also isolated socially, so she was thrilled to be included here. Traditionally our happy hour group consists of Dort, me, and another woman Alice, whose friend Martin would occasionally join us. They both took an instant dislike to Anger Chick, who constantly brags about being double-Ivy and having known minor celebrities at Brown, among other things. They told Dort no more Anger Chick, or they weren't coming to happy hour anymore.
Dort was wringing his hands about the situation, trying to get me to solve it. His persona is "Mr. Nice Guy," so he can't ever risk confronting anyone or addressing any problem. So he comes to me and tries to get me to iron things out. I fell for it this time - volunteered to let Anger Chick come to lunch with Dort and me on occasion, so that she wouldn't feel left out as much after being booted out of happy hour. (We don't refer to happy hour anymore, just pretend it was dismantled, but the rest of us continue to meet on alternate Thursdays.)
So I've been kind of a sacrificial lamb, because I don't love Anger Chick much myself. But I feel sorry for her - her mother had a mental illness and her dad was an alcoholic, and she was basically ignored (except for her physical needs) as a child. She's full of rage. She has this blog that she's constantly trying to get me to read, where she accuses her extended family of being criminals, head cases and jerks. I find it strange so I don't read it, but she's always crying to me that somebody read her blog and "didn't like how I portrayed them." No $hit! Why on earth would a 45-year old woman think she could get online and start castigating everyone she knows without any blowback? Did she think they were going to send her red roses?
I've tried to explain to her that her behavior is rude and inappropriate, and could also open her up to legal liability. I said, "You like writing, turn this into a book. Or find a good therapist and start journaling." She says she hates therapists, and can't find the time to write right now.
Our lunches have become tiresome and inconvenient, and I want out. The thing is, when I've cancelled recently, Dort has come crying to me that he doesn't want to be left alone with Anger Chick. He only likes her in company, not when he has to have lunch with her alone. But he's in anguish, because she's a FAN of his (he's a radio guy who just LURVES his fans, and there aren't that many) and he can't possibly risk alienating her. So he's coming to me, sort of pleading with and alternately attacking me - "Don't cancel out on lunch again and leave me alone with Anger Chick!" But he's friends with her husband and refuses to cut her off.
I realize I need to extricate myself from this time suck, and that Dort is taking advantage of me. I have to work with him a lot, so I don't want to alienate him. I've tried to explain it: "Dort, sometimes your friends won't all like each other. That's life. Please stop inviting her to lunch." He says "Good idea," but then next week rushes into my studio to declare, "Anger Chick wants to have lunch, when can you meet?"
Sorry this was so long - I know what I need to do, I'm just reluctant to do it. I guess I would just appreciate any input that you can offer in this exasperating situation.
Dort is very social, and lives for restaurant outings and get-togethers with friends. Unfortunately his overbearing conversational style (and habit of spewing food and drink on people when he's talking and eating) means he doesn't have a wide circle of folks to choose from. But I go to happy hour with him occasionally, because we have the work thing in common and he's fun in small doses.
Okay, so there's this woman I call Anger Chick because she's just bizarrely angry and weird about everything. I met her through Dort, who invited her to happy hour one day. Anger Chick is also isolated socially, so she was thrilled to be included here. Traditionally our happy hour group consists of Dort, me, and another woman Alice, whose friend Martin would occasionally join us. They both took an instant dislike to Anger Chick, who constantly brags about being double-Ivy and having known minor celebrities at Brown, among other things. They told Dort no more Anger Chick, or they weren't coming to happy hour anymore.
Dort was wringing his hands about the situation, trying to get me to solve it. His persona is "Mr. Nice Guy," so he can't ever risk confronting anyone or addressing any problem. So he comes to me and tries to get me to iron things out. I fell for it this time - volunteered to let Anger Chick come to lunch with Dort and me on occasion, so that she wouldn't feel left out as much after being booted out of happy hour. (We don't refer to happy hour anymore, just pretend it was dismantled, but the rest of us continue to meet on alternate Thursdays.)
So I've been kind of a sacrificial lamb, because I don't love Anger Chick much myself. But I feel sorry for her - her mother had a mental illness and her dad was an alcoholic, and she was basically ignored (except for her physical needs) as a child. She's full of rage. She has this blog that she's constantly trying to get me to read, where she accuses her extended family of being criminals, head cases and jerks. I find it strange so I don't read it, but she's always crying to me that somebody read her blog and "didn't like how I portrayed them." No $hit! Why on earth would a 45-year old woman think she could get online and start castigating everyone she knows without any blowback? Did she think they were going to send her red roses?
I've tried to explain to her that her behavior is rude and inappropriate, and could also open her up to legal liability. I said, "You like writing, turn this into a book. Or find a good therapist and start journaling." She says she hates therapists, and can't find the time to write right now.
Our lunches have become tiresome and inconvenient, and I want out. The thing is, when I've cancelled recently, Dort has come crying to me that he doesn't want to be left alone with Anger Chick. He only likes her in company, not when he has to have lunch with her alone. But he's in anguish, because she's a FAN of his (he's a radio guy who just LURVES his fans, and there aren't that many) and he can't possibly risk alienating her. So he's coming to me, sort of pleading with and alternately attacking me - "Don't cancel out on lunch again and leave me alone with Anger Chick!" But he's friends with her husband and refuses to cut her off.
I realize I need to extricate myself from this time suck, and that Dort is taking advantage of me. I have to work with him a lot, so I don't want to alienate him. I've tried to explain it: "Dort, sometimes your friends won't all like each other. That's life. Please stop inviting her to lunch." He says "Good idea," but then next week rushes into my studio to declare, "Anger Chick wants to have lunch, when can you meet?"
Sorry this was so long - I know what I need to do, I'm just reluctant to do it. I guess I would just appreciate any input that you can offer in this exasperating situation.