Todays reflection is on confrontaions with coworkers. Perhaps the word confrontation is too strong because to him it was likley just a conversation. To the weak 10 day quit dipper (me) it was fighting words.
In Brief:
I run a carpentry business. We have regular subcontractors. This one particular sub is a great human and mechanic. I have known him for about 7 years and he has known me for 80-90percent of that time with a wad in my face. Today i had seeds.
He asks sarcastically, "no chew today? Whats wrong?"
I dismissively answer, "Naw i quit ten days ago and the seeds are the only thing that keep me occupied enough to work through the day. I cant tell you how slow the day goes for me now. Time is so distorted."
He replys, "Ten days ago! Shouldn't you be over it by now?!"
That was all it took. I wanted to walk out to that guys van, shit on his front seat, slice his tires, and leave a lit torch under his fuel lines. Fuck him. What an asshole. I thought this for the rest of the day. It pissed me off something fierce.
It wasnt until the drive home i realized that my anger wasnt his fault. He has no idea what this quit is. Only i do. And only the folks here do. I think thats why we are here. Thanks for understanding and lets not kill everyone around us in this process.
-Grizzfall