The Adventures of Nightmare Co-Worker (Or, The Anus Bird) in My New Life

I’ve dealt with this type before. I believe in Russian literature they are called Shriekers, or women who are otherwise unwanted, and run around the town shrieking out in the cold. I realize their realities are bleak, and their homes are places they don’t want to be. This particular shrieker lives at work, so when I go to work, I am not going to work, I am going to her living room. Living communally with this type is really a horrible experience. Imagine we are in college dorms, and there is a common area. After classes are finished, she is constantly running in and out of my room while I am navigating the direction I am going or living a life completely different from hers. Actually, in this metaphor, she would be the creepy housekeeper stalking the college students. Stephen King’s Misery comes to mind when I think about her personality type, or The Hand That Rocks The Cradle. The small town side of this town can handle them a lot better than I can. For me, it’s like being stalked. For them, they can just sort of turn a blind eye, but I know it gets to them. They are just as angry, or depressed as I am over dealing with her. They internalize it. They bottle it up inside them. They hate her just as much as I do. They have just become numb in life over dealing with her. They just slowly began accepting that a black widow is crawling around their homes that may deliver a deadly bite anytime they get up for a snack in their dark kitchen. I’ve just never been the sort to allow someone to run all over me. It’s exceptionally unhealthy for your body, and mind to bottle it all up that way. I will say something. I don’t care that she believes herself to be important. The truth is that no one likes her, and that she lightly harasses the staff night after night, and that’s when she isn’t harassing the patients. Because she is so unliked she is constantly looking for someone’s life to invade. Hence, her rapping rapping rapping at my bedroom chamber. Being unliked is dangerous when you get older. Cachet is a powerful force when it comes to dealing with human beings. For instance, it’s much easier for humans to save a cute, or fluffy endangered species. Seals, and polar bears are much nicer to put on t-shirts. But try saving an endangered species called The Anus Bird. This is true in Nursing homes and I’m sure many other aspects of life. The person who is the most enjoyable to be around will get the best treatment where the unliked will be cast to the side. It’s true with Serving tables, and pretty much all steps of life. I can’t even remember all the situations I’ve been through that just being a likable person got me through.

Thus, I have a case of an Anus Bird running around squawking at work attempting to build her nest in people’s anuses.

Last updated October 29, 2023