- 6 years ago
Hello, Bees, I’m afraid I have a bit of a problem on my hands.
So my boss is a complicated woman, to say the least. Maybe 2% of the time, she’s not throwing me under the bus for her own mistakes and has a few human moments. Most of the time, it’s like dealing with Mama Grendel. But I can’t find another job in this area that pays my bills like this one, so I’m just kind of stuck.
While I understand that socialising is important in the workplace, I’m there to work and do my job. I visit with associates and ask inane questions and get along with mostly everyone just fine. A few people have asked me “do you hope he’ll propose?” and I’ll smile and say that I have bigger fish to fry and haven’t really thought about it (ahem, lies).
I can brush off coworkers and associates, but my boss WILL NOT leave my cubicle until I tell her details. “how was your weekend? did you do anything exciting? why not? what did you do? oh, you watched TV? What did you watch? Did you eat anything?”
Everyone in my department (all either bitterly married or bitterly divorced and at least 15 years my senior), every single time we go out to eat (small department), it’s always “next one is YOOOOOOOOU” and absolute GRILLING about wedding plans. I haven’t told any of them that marriage has even crossed our minds. I just can’t stand the pestering.
Most everyone else will ask if he’s thinking about popping the question, I’ll give a little sly smile and tell them I’m more concerned with who wins Celebrity Apprentice and that’s usually enough. My boss, on the other hand, will STOP MY WORK entirely until I answer every question. It’s not just looking for pleasant details, it’s judgment about my SO, too. “Why aren’t you married yet? You’re much too young. You have to get on it soon if you want children! Is he sterile or something? You’ve been together for a long time, but I guess why get married? He’s already getting the milk for free, I guess…”
Pestering pestering pestering.
I can find a nice way to tell other people to go put a chicken up their noses, but not this particular supervisor. How can I tell her to mind her damn business and leave me the hell alone without setting off her hair-trigger temper??