"It's all about me!!" -- Bleh

So Bleh's mother-in-law (MIL) has been living with her and her family for the past 4 years. This is a pretty normal thing for many families. Just recently, the MIL decided to move to an assisted living facility because she no longer drives. Since Bleh & Co live in the middle of nowhere, this is a logical and necessary step.
Now, Bleh doesn't like her MIL and has "put up with her" ever since she moved in, which technically, the MIL never did, as she lived in a guesthouse in their backyard. So instead of being happy because she is now free of her MIL's daily presence, Bleh is "angry" (her word) because her husband's mother had the audacity to "make" them build a guesthouse for her, then live with them for 4 years, and then move out! How dare she! Who does she think she is? Family?!

Huh??!

I know, I know...only Bleh could be upset something like about this. I mean, really...someone does something that's best for them and, I might add, works out to Bleh's advantage, but Bleh gets mad because it's Not. About. Her. Everything has to be about her.

Don't believe me? Here's an example of just how narcissistic and awful Bleh is --- I got married a couple years ago. My wedding was on a Friday afternoon at 4pm due to various reasons/limitations. Bleh saw her invitation* and got upset (as usual) and actually had the balls to ask me, "Do you not want us to come to your wedding? Why didn't you schedule it at a better time for us?" 'Us' meaning her.

Yep, she asked me that. Because obviously my wedding was all about her.

I could have slapped her. Maybe I should have. But I didn't. I took a deep breath then explained that she certainly did not have to attend if she was unable to take an hour off work on a Friday afternoon.

Bleh did not end up coming to the wedding. (Thank the gods!) Many of my coworkers did, however, and we had a great time. Unfortunately, all those nice coworkers are in other departments and I'm still stuck with Miss Sourpuss seething across the room. Ugh. The negativity gets a little dense in here sometimes.

I've worked with Bleh for almost 6 years. A lot of readers continue to ask me, "WHY?" The only answer I can give is that the Universe has not yet opened a door for me to escape. It will happen. Maybe I'm paying off some karmic debt from a previous life? Perhaps. Until then, I will bide my time, breathe deeply, get as Zen as I can, and continue to vent on this blog. My schadenfreude is yours to consume, Gentle Readers.

*I couldn't invite everyone else in the office except her, right? Don't answer that.

Strange Entitlement

Bleh arrived 15 minutes late today (as usual). She put her stuff down at her desk, then waltzed over to tell the Sup that she'd be leaving early at 3 today. Why? Because she is tired from helping The ML move in this weekend AND because of that she didn't get to finish her work for her other job, so she's skipping out on this one to go home to work on that one. And so she doesn't have to use as much leave, she's "skipping lunch" today too. What bullshit!

What's next? She's gonna start flinging her own poo at the Sup? Geez. Well, here's to lying down and taking it...

UPDATE: Bleh just left a voicemail for her other job's boss saying she'd leave this job early to finish working on that job. Bleh is so thoughtful. She remembers to let both bosses know how incapable she is of time management and being professional! Oh and don't forget subtlety.

Heh heh heh

The Mother-in-Law is apparently moving in with Bleh. Bleh is at this moment complaining to a fellow colleague about the ML moving in and I'm just sittin' over here laughing to myself.

Now Bleh will have to deal with someone she doesn't like in her personal space. Wow, that Karma can be such a bitch.