|I have a way with people.|
Oddly, I was actually always a very good employee. You wouldn't think I would have been given that just the nature of working for someone else means you have to do what someone else says. No really, I was pretty successful at all my jobs, even as a teenager. I even had work friends and people liked me. I guess that's one of those mysteries of life kind of things. A conundrum if you will.
But back to me (oh wait, we hadn't left), my lack of wanting to be told what to do has, on occasion, caused the tiniest bit of tension between The Party and me. This is in part because I sometimes don't like his tone. And because I refuse to agree with him (just on principle) if I don't like his tone or attitude. So, before I go any further, I think we can agree that part of the problem here is Party, not just my aversion to being bossed.
I will give you an instance of where perhaps if The Party had been a little less bossy things would have gone more smoothly. Just to let you know, this happened almost 20 years ago, but I bring it up because it's a perfect example. Also want to let you know that Party is still a good chunk of bitter over it and is still waiting for me to apologize. "Not gonna happen my friend" (50 points for whoever knows what show that is quoted from).
|This "supposedly" isn't|
supposed to be used on cars.
The Party sees me approaching my car with said hoe and in a mean, know-it-all, nasty voice tells me I cannot chop the ice on my car with it because it will scratch my car. I tell him it won't. He insists it will and tells me again not to do it in a bossy, mean way. Cursing and name-calling ensue (mostly on my part). I chop the ice off my car and go to work.
A day or so later when all the ice has completely melted, we see that across the hood of my car are about 15 or so 6-inch hoe dents/scratches. The Party is furious and insists that just shows that I should be the one to apologize because I didn't listen and now the hood is a disaster. Uh, wrong. The issue here is that The Party was bossy and nasty to me and had no right to tell me what to do, especially in that tone. You all see that, right? If you are interested, we are still at something of an impasse regarding this matter. Feel free to comment below to let Party know that you agree with me. Ignore whatever comment my mother writes that will surely be in support of Party. She is known to play favorites and is biased against me.
|Oh look - they wrote a book|
about The Party.
I suppose some of you are wondering, how after such an incident (and subsequent similar incidents), we are still married. Please refer to "Get to Know DTC" - I AM A RAY OF SUNSHINE!!! Sun-shine!!
I think the way for me to avoid being bossed around in the future would be if I could get made queen of somewhere. I think my next post will address why I don't understand England's steadfast commitment to maintaining a royal family. That said, if they are going to insist on having one, there has to be some way I can get in on it. I can curtsy and wear an ugly hat just as well as any one of them.