Last night while at Food Lion, I ran into someone...Wait, let me get a running start at this story.
Several years ago, The Boss Man started his own company. We are in a segment of the construction industry that requires us to have access to cash - lots of it because of the way our billing works.
We can only bill for work that is completed and billing is done monthly. So we are on a job for a month before we send the first bill out and then sometime within that next month, we finally get some cash coming in. So basically, we have to have access to enough cash to float everything for 2 months. And when you are talking million dollar jobs that is a WHOLE lotta cash!
So when The Boss Man started this company, he was not in a position to access this much cash. He needed a partner. So he hooked up with someone that he had worked with and been friends with for several years.
Many of you business owners know how this is going to turn out. And, yes, eventually, things went south between them. The Boss Man tried beyond what seemed humanly possible to work things out amicably. The partner, whom I'll call Shithead, is just plain crazy.
But, anyway. Things have always been OK between me and Shithead. I am the go-between for him and The Boss Man. So we speak and things are cordial. Now we're not going to go out and have a beer but we are on peaceful terms.
Shithead has a wife and I have always thought she was very nice. I always wondered how he got her - she seems so out of his league. Well, today I got my answer.
I ran into Shithead's wife at Food Lion. Actually, she pulled into the checkout line behind me. As I was paying, I turned and saw her.
Looking straight into her eyes, I smiled and said, "Hello, Shithead's Wife. How have you been?" She stared at me and then just turned around.
Wait. What? Yes, she just turned around like I had said nothing. It's not like she didn't see me because I was looking directly in her eyes. And it's not like she didn't hear me because she was about 2 feet away.
Even the cashier had a look on her face like "Wow - she must HATE you!" And apparently, she does.
If were another person, I could have gone all white-trash on her. Right there. In the Food Lion.
But I'm not that person so, dammit - I'll just come home and blog about it!!
13 comments:
WHAT a BEE-YOTCH. What did she have in her cart? Maybe she was embarrassed and came home and wrote on her own blog "the ONE time I buy KY, I have to run into my husband's WORK COLLEAGUE!"
I can say Bitch!
Next time run your cart into the back of her heels when she's putting toilet paper in her cart! I'll bet she says something then!
You're such a classy lady Woody!
Wow. how hurtful. even coming from someone you don't really care for....how rude.
you did the right thing...you are the better person. we all knew that. :)
I believe SHE is the White-Trash in this story:) Too bad Vol Fan wasn't there - I'm sure he would have come up with a witty comment or two!!!
Did she have a cartload of Kotex? Let's just create a fabulous ending to this story shall we?
Everytime shithead and she fight he probably says "why can't you just be like Vol Fan's wife she is such a sweet and down to earth gal, she never nags me and she always works to come up with a solution without being a bitch, I wish I had found someone just like her"
Maybe she simply cracked knowing that she will only ever be a fraction of the woman you are in the eyes of her beloved......
Did the coffee shoot out your nose?
Well, it was simply a theory. Have a mahvelous week!!
You know what? People like that make me a little bit sick! I have a story kind of like that. Do you want to hear it? I had this best friend ALL my life. Well, since 5th grade anyway. We did everything together and REALLY loved each other. She was a part of my family and I was a part of her family. I was in her wedding, I mean we were tight like crazy. So for some reason she stops talking to me. I have NO idea why. I still cry about it sometimes because I miss her. Well, one day last spring I am in the Chiropractors office with Kaish and I run into her mother. I was so excited because this is a woman that I spent MANY of my growing up years loving! I smiled and said "Oh my gosh! How are you Mrs. _____" and I went towards her to hug her. And she turned around and walked out of the office. Are you serious? I cried for days.
I am sorry that the lady you ran into was such a jerk. Mean people make me ill!
Damn! I want to walk right up to her and mess up her hair. Then I would make fun of her shoes and tell her she should really do something about that camel toe problem. Okay, just remember, I never once said I was cooth!
That being said, don't take it personally. I will bet she just has not had enough fiber and has a turd stuck sideways. That, or she needs to schedule a surgery to have the stick removed from up there!
Your lovely, just move on without a second thought.
I really hate people like that. I had the same experience with a lady from church. I'm good enough to talk to at church but not enough to acknowledge in the world outside. Nice.
Oh dear ... well, if you will go around calling people 'Shithead's Wife' in the middle of a supermarket, what can you expect?
Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm only teasing and trying to raise a smile. But next time you'll be tempted to do just that, won't you? ;)
I like Sometimes Serendipitous Girl's reasoning. What DID she have in her cart?
Yea, what D&D said.
That BITCH, I probably would have had to say something else because the high road just ain't for me. And then I still would have to blog about it.
People like this irritate the hell out of me.
People like this make me want to scream & pull their hair out (not mine!). I have to admit that this is why I quit going to church after the kids were gone. All the biggest jerks in town & their wives are, of course, pillars of the church. Now, they ignore me in public because I don't go any more, which works for me. Still... I know how to be civil to my fellow human beings.
see you are way better than me.
I would have gone all West Virginia and been like, "Honey, I dont know why you're giving me the cold shoulder. I'e told you 100 times Im not the one who told the entire club about your chlamydia!"
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