One of the biggest differences between any workplace, moreso than the duties, is the people. Nothing can kill a good job like annoying coworkers or a facist boss and a joyous, friendly group of people can make the most tedious job a walk in the park.
I've been through both situations to some degree. My coping technique for negative workplaces is to simply keep things at a business level, not getting embroiled in the conflicts and drama seething under the surface, while doing my best to maintain a professional level of courtesy with everyone involved. I'm never adverse to making friends at a workplace, I've hung out with coworkers outside of the office a time or two, but I've never felt that I had to bond with someone simply because we had the same person signing our paychecks.
Nothing irks me more than someone assuming we're a lot closer than we are. Now we enter into where this applies to my current situations. Lisa has constantly flooded me with WAY more information than I ever wanted to know about her. Do I mind hearing some little story about her cat or her daughter's impending graduation? Not in the least. That's the exact level of personal interaction I want to have with someone in this situation. Did I want to hear that she was "planning on being naughty" this weekend?
(Insert fake vomiting noises here)
I've been updated on news regarding her ex-con husband's drug habits, pregnancies and subsequent abortions, her complaints about her sister refusing to wear underwear and about a million other minor details of her life that I've blocked out for the sake of my sanity.
I suppose that to a certain degree it's my fault for not saying something in the beginning, but am I wrong in feeling that I shouldn't have ever had to?
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