Hole New Perspective

It’s no surprise that I do not like my boss. Most people don’t. It’s not that I think less of my boss or even hate her, but I just don’t like her. Personality? Creative Differences? Do I even have good reasons? Sure. Meetings get re-arranged…work plans adjusted…staff get re-directed on other projects…my whole team gets rearranged and workflow gets fucked, but that’s okay.

It is. Because we always get what we need to get done. THESE things don’t bother me. It’s her personality. Slight condescension? Playing favorites with other staff? Sure sure. Making up words? That one irks.

She said ‘frozy’ once to describe a frozen drink. It’s not even a cute way of saying it. It’s as if her brain stopped working due to too much ativan and wine or something.

She’s never high strung so that’s my assumption. We work in a high-stress industry. For the sake of anonymity and the smallest amount of respect I have, I won’t go into detail, but when everyone else is ‘turnt’ to 11 and the one person who should also be ‘turnt’ to 11 is humming at a cool 8.5? the pace where you walk a normal speed, but talk slightly slower and with a draw and you didn’t grow up in the South.

Either way, I usually get over it. Especially after today.

She walks in and usually passes my office without a word, will say hi to all the staff in cubicles around me though. Yes, it’s very noticeable. But today, mostly everyone is out. I see her walk by and she is wearing a pantsuit….with a gaping hole in the crotch. Luckily, she was wearing spanks too.  Now, I know what you’re thinking…and yes, I did not say anything. She walked around the office for a good hour. I texted a co-worker down the hall who also knows of my feelings as she has the same feelings I do. And I know you could invoke “girl code” …but this isn’t like slipping a tampon under the stall to a stranger…or holding a stranger’s hair back as one hugs the porcelain.

Later that day, I hear, “ugh, hey Akiko?”

“Yes?” (with a condescending tone)

*whispers* “you have a hole in your pants”

*slightly louder whisper* “I do?! Thank you for telling me! Oh my god I’m so embarrassed”

*whispers* “Sure no problem!”

I grin. I grinned that entire day.