Big ups to TIH for prompting today’s blog entry!
So. Y’all remember I’m in a relatively new gig – I have an office and errythang! A girl I used to work with in Hell left Hell and works in the same department that I do. She’s young – 25 I think – and very, very playful. Okay, whatever.
My mother calls me every morning on her way to work and we have our daily chat. My coworker has somehow figured this out and now comes in my office – uninvited – and will hit the speaker button on the phone and just start talking to my mom. I’ve asked her to stop, but obviously she thinks it’s cute and hasn’t.
Fast forward to yesterday. I asked her to take a picture of me so that
Jameil, TIH, Psonya, KRock, Barista, and my brother could leave me the hell alone I could have a profile picture on Twitter. She obliges. But she doesn’t give me my phone back. Instead I see her tap, tap, tapping away. I was like “what are you doing?” “Nothing, giggle, giggle.” I put on my best angry woman face and tell her to give me my phone. She does. After she’s sent Smoochy some sexy texts from “me.” I didn’t even know the girl sent the texts until Smoochy called me and asked who was playing on my phone – my husband knows me well y’all.
I called her back into my office and told her not to do that any more, I didn’t appreciate it, yada yada yada. She didn’t seem the least bit fazed but said “okay.”
Obviously I won’t ask her to take any more pictures of me using my phone. I certainly won’t leave my phone unattended. What else, if anything, should I do? I’m the NKOTB, enjoy where I am and don’t want to rock the proverbial boat. Everyone knows she’s playful and they just kind of dismiss her in a “Oh, that Vickie…” kind of way.
What y’all got for me on this one? And don’t tell me to hit her. That’s not happening. No matter how deeply rooted the desire may be!