Yay! QB and I are no longer enemies. Which means there’s room in my life for a new one.
There’s a new one. It’s one of the silly students. Her name is Glasses.
Moving on – Last week, Glasses showed up at my office to drop off her very late paper. I asked her a question of clarification; she responded with great rudeness. ‘Don’t forget what the subway conductor announced on the intercom this morning,’ I thought to myself. “Doors will open on both sides. Have a 5 star day. Don’t let nobody get you down.” So, with Mariah’s “Shake It Off” stuck in my head, I shook off the Glasses situation, to find somebody who appreciates all the love I give.
Then she sent me a rude email. There was a mix-up with a form I had to turn in for her. Most likely, the office I submitted the paperwork to hasn’t updated their record yet and sent her an automated email asking for paperwork that has in fact already been submitted.
I responded: I will get this taken care of. And I do not appreciate your rudeness – I’m referring to both in-person when you turned in your paper and in your email.
Her response: I’m sorry, since you deal with so many students, I didn’t want to fall through the cracks. I will try to be more conscious of how I communicate with others.
Hmm… so she said sorry. Does this mean we’ve skipped over the middle part of our enemy-ship and are now friends like me and QB?
I hope so. I kind of want to steal her glasses. And the only way to do it without being accused of the crime is if we’re friends. She won’t even think of me as a suspect. But I better not jump the gun. Unless otherwise noted, I should continue to consider her my enemy and behave accordingly. (I am merely being proactive and responsible, like an adult would.)