The Cubicle Farm is a Battlefield: The Introvert and the TBMs

Why oh why, do Americans have to spend so much time in the workplace?  We’re one of the hardest working countries in the Developed World and we receive and use the least amount of vacation days.

In my last post about office life, I lamented about the loss of physical and personal boundaries and the energy vampires, Overly familiar Fred and Habitual line-stepper Harriet, that roam the cubicle farm looking for fresh introverts to feed off.  Once you spot the energy vampires, you can pretty much come up with a plan to avoid them or severely limit contact.

However, there is much more sinister creature out there in the cubicle farmlands of America: That Bitch Molly.   TBMs just come to work to make life miserable for people.  Nothing you will do or say will ever be right in a TBM’s eyes because their hostility amps are always on 11.  They approach every single situation as if you are their mortal enemy and you must be destroyed.  I’ve found the majority of the time, TBMs zero in and mistreat people to demonstrate their power and/or feel better about their own insecurities.

Example:
TBM: Peter, what time is it?
Peter: It’s noon.
TBM: <looks down and double checks his/her watch> Actually, it’s 12:01 and 48 seconds.  <walks off in a huff and proceeds to tell the whole office how Peter purposely gave him/her the wrong time>
Peter:

TBMs would annoying to any damn body, but they are soul-crushing to introverts. TBMs carry so much negative energy and they try damnedest to transfer that negativity on to you.  As introverts, we are very empathetic such that we can’t help but to take TBMs’ foolywang personally and start internalizing their malicious vibes.

It defies logic for someone to behave in such a manner.  Why would you come to work, or any place else for that matter, and be such a bitch for no damn reason? INFPs, INTPs, and INFJs are more sensitive to this behavior.  All of my friends that fall under these personality groups have really been catching hell this month from TBMs in their offices.

At my last job, I actually let TBMs get to me the point where I was complaining every day to my friends and having panic attacks.  Now I’m like:

But seriously, if TBMs are your colleagues, tell them to calm their tits.  If the TBMs are in management, now you have problems.  You can only adjust your personality, bite your tongue, and chafe under managerial TBMs for so long.  If you find yourself thinking how wonderful it would be if your TBM fell and broke a leg; it’s time to move on.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Real Music Thursday: Billy Paul

Hello Readers,

Today’s Real Music Thursday song is Me & Mrs. Jones by Billy Paul.  This song started playing on my Pandora station this afternoon and I almost started singing it out loud.  I need my own office so I can sing off-key in peace.

What really strikes me about this song is how tastefully and soulfully Billy Paul manages to sing about such a distasteful act: adultery.  As of late, most “singers” put it all out in their songs without an ounce of decorum.  Not that I’m a super music snob.   Plies’ “Ms Pretty Pussy” will forever be my ratchet jam, but modest…it is not.

 

 

The Universe is Speaking

Life has been weird lately.  I feel like I’m stuck in a rut and that I should be progressing in my home life and my career, but nothing is happening.

At work, I finally broke down under the weight of even more work thrown at me and I told management that I need help and more money and I was essentially told that asking for such things was twisting management’s arm.  The manager backtracked a few hours later, but the damage is done.

On the home front, the house is coming along well.  Though, I still need to buy furniture for the spare bedroom. Dating is just blah.  I enjoy my solitude but at the same time I do want someone special to interrupt it.

Synchronicity…

I just so happened to read my horoscope and it was essentially told me to be patient and trust in a higher power for the changes to come.   Wow.

I feel like that I’ve been getting that message from so many sources in many ways, both surreal and realistic.  I’m going to be patient.

Do you listen when the universe is speaking?  Or do you explain away that which seems like coincidence?

Curiouser and curiouser… 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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