Monday Monday

Today was not the best of Mondays but it certainly wasn't the worst.  Since I arrived in Dallas I have been dealing with a girl who has a very large need for attention.  She's quite vocal about it, as she is with everything else in her life.  I do not cope well with this kind of attitude.  She behaves like a bratty 4 year old much of the time.  Over the last several nights she has said the following to me:

You know you are here for my entertainment right?  I don't appreciate you working so much and not focusing on me.

I don't think you are the right fit for those of working at night.  You aren't nearly as vocal as you should be.  You aren't fun and you don't talk to me.

and the kicker

Ya know you could talk to us.  You don't have to be such a bitch and work all the time.

The last one was the final straw for me.  I've tried all tactics to hanlde her.  I tried complying and talking to her, but I was accomplishing nothing.  I explained that I was at work to do work and not be her personal entertainment.  I've tried explaining that when I'm ready to socialize I will.  NOTHING WORKS!

She honest to goodness threw a tantrum on Saturday afternoon when I, slightly hungover, was exceding her stats for the day and not talking to her.  There were witnesses and we were all taken aback.  So far the best defense is being able to listen to our iphones.  Alas today that was not the option, everyone was assigned to the phones so talking was maximized.  She invited herself into my personal conversations twice.  I very boldly univited her and asked her to mind her own business.  She has yet again told me I am too bitchy.

Well guess what, it's time to fight fire with fire!  She wants to keep calling me bitchy, well bring it on!  This means war.