WORKING WITH YOUR EX PART V
WORKING WITH YOUR EX... STILL SUCKS
DIDN’T GET THE MEMO?
Just about everybody knew we were dating, including management. Unfortunately, not all of the managers got the update and still think we're a couple. In a meeting, my VP suggests that I should talk to Sir Douche-a-lot about his experience at his previous company, then he cuts himself off and says, “Oh, I’m sure he’s already told you stories about that.”
This isn’t awkward at all, when you’re in a meeting with you manager’s manager’s manager (yeah, that’s 3 levels up) and he brings up your ex, not knowing that he’s now your ex and you just have to sit there and smile and nod, because it’s really not appropriate to direct him to your blog so that he can bring himself up to date.
Turns out the same thing is happening to Douchebag Mcgee. I only find this out because this mofo still won't stop talking to me.
THE FINAL LINK
There is still one item that I possess and the D-bag wants it back, understandably so. It’s his extra garage door opener that I’ve bedazzled. (It was already bedazzled before we broke up, I did not glitter it up just to piss him off)
It is awkward AF working with your ex, but we already knew it would be. To date, he still tries to have conversations with me at least once a week for who the hell knows why.
DIDN’T GET THE MEMO?
Just about everybody knew we were dating, including management. Unfortunately, not all of the managers got the update and still think we're a couple. In a meeting, my VP suggests that I should talk to Sir Douche-a-lot about his experience at his previous company, then he cuts himself off and says, “Oh, I’m sure he’s already told you stories about that.”
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| Hmm? Oh, yes yes. Of course. Nothing has changed, everything is fine. |
This isn’t awkward at all, when you’re in a meeting with you manager’s manager’s manager (yeah, that’s 3 levels up) and he brings up your ex, not knowing that he’s now your ex and you just have to sit there and smile and nod, because it’s really not appropriate to direct him to your blog so that he can bring himself up to date.
Turns out the same thing is happening to Douchebag Mcgee. I only find this out because this mofo still won't stop talking to me.
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| Keep talking, I'm listening. |
I have lunch with the manager the following day and inform him of the situation. He actually tells me that my ex seems like an angry unhappy little man in the office and says I could do better.
THE FINAL LINK
There is still one item that I possess and the D-bag wants it back, understandably so. It’s his extra garage door opener that I’ve bedazzled. (It was already bedazzled before we broke up, I did not glitter it up just to piss him off)
The only reason I’ve had it this long is because it was in my vehicle which has been in storage, and I just got around to getting that vehicle out of storage; moving is a time consuming and lengthy process dammit. It's his extra remote- seriously I’m sure he’s been just fine without it but he hassles me about every week anyway.
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| Adios motherfucker. |
So it’s time to end this. And today was the day I gave back the controller. Well, ok, I didn't give it back personally. It's always best to have somebody else do this type of shit for you.
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| *Deep manly voice* Here's your damn controller, now you, sir, may fuck off! |
Well, that's how I like to picture it going down.
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