I just posted a thread in Sightings, and my story about the crappy shop assistant in M&S reminded me of one of my coworkers at Local Law Firm, and her evil friend who was a customer there, or what passed as one... I don't know why I didn't think of it before now, I guess maybe I blocked it out or something
It could have gone in either bad coworkers or sucky customers, but seeing as the bitch was always reasonably civil when her evil friend wasn't there, I decided it belonged here.
Background: I briefly worked in a law firm near my house doing filing, reception etc. I had no formal law qualifications, but know most areas of law back to front (advantages of working for a political group where your friends sometimes wind up in jail and can't afford an actual lawyer...) and the firm needed temporary help while a girl was on maternity leave, and they knew I was good, so... yeah. I started there. I didn't do anything that required law qualifications, or indeed any qualifications at all really - it was just basic admin.
The Bitch was also admin, but was doing her law degree at a university in London that is pretty much synonymous with "place where you walk in off the street and spell your name right and we'll give you a diploma." For some unexplained transgression, she was back home for a year, and during this time had been made by Mummy and Daddy to work for once (so whatever she did, it must have been BAAADDDDD.) We did the same basic things, but her "superior qualifications" meant that she was of course so much superior to me
Her friend did some unspecified thing which largely involved hanging around the office at all hours and being a pain in the ass. I know she worked, because she bitched about it, but never found out what she did. I did however find out that she is as dumb as a box of bricks (highlights include "duh, Cairo's not a REAL place, it's like Narnia", "Hey, you spelled Iraq wrong" (when I was making notes on art in IRAN), and "when people make love, they have to both be wishing for a baby while they do it, otherwise they CAN'T get pregnant."
) Many hours were also spent reassuring each other how "cute" they were. Even if her friend had come in to talk to one of the lawyers about one of many citations she had gotten for public drunkenness/lewd behaviour/public urination/DUI 
This made the way she behaved towards me even more inexplicable.
A typical day would go like this. I'd get in at 8, start working. Around 10, Bitch (B) would saunter in with some lame excuse about traffic or something. She would then pick her nails and play on her phone until around midday, when her friend Dumbass (D) would wobble in on her usual stack heels. They would spend some time squealing, discussing who was "fine", and discussing how they got so "wasted", before their usual segue into how cute they were.
D: Do you like these shoes?
B: Oh yeah they are SOOO cute!
D: I dunno like I think they make my legs look short or something...
B: Oh NO, you are sooooo cute! Those shoes look so CUTE on you!
D: OMG YOU ARE SO CUTE TOO
etc etc. *quietly vomits*
Then, this would begin. (All their conversing is in very loud stage whispers)
D: What the hell is that girl (me) doing?
B: I dunno. Something dumb.
D: God she is so dumb.
B: I know, did you know she's, like, not even in law school?
D: Wooow, they should like fire her or something...
B: I KNOW!
Me: *seethe*
I always try to turn the other cheek in situations like this. It's more important to be professional than it is to tear bitches like this a new one, however tempting. I've been bullied all my life, I can live with it a little longer, right? So I resolved to ignore them.
Until one day... it got too much.
It had been a rough week. I hadn't been sleeping, I was short of cash, I was worried about my sick uncle, things like that. On top of all that, I was getting sick, and I was still coming into work and picking up Bitch's slack to make sure stuff got done. It wasn't just busywork that wouldn't matter, it dramatically affected actual people's lives. If something wasn't completed and didn't make it to the lawyers before a deadline, it could have serious repercussions for a client.
D: God is she (me) still working?
B: Yah. She's always working. I guess she must just be slow or something because it takes her FOR EVER to do stuff.
D: Wow, she must be REALLY dumb...
etc.
Me: *snaps* RIGHT! *thumps desk with fist*
B + D:
Me: *in a slow, quiet, but from what I've been told by friends is a TERRIFYING voice* I am NOT dumb. I am smart. I am very smart. This is not arrogance, it is fact. I was valedictorian of my senior school. I had the highest GPA in its history. I tested an IQ of 170 before I was even 15. I went to freaking OXFORD, and if I was DUMB, do you really think I would have done all that??
You could have heard a pin drop in that room.
Me: There are so many things I could say to or about you right now, but I won't. Do you know why? Because I was raised better than that. I was raised to treat others with respect. I was raised to be polite and civil and to keep my own stupid opinions to myself rather than gossip like a couple of vindictive old crones. *grabs bag* Now, I'm taking a long lunch. If you need to look up any of the fancy long words I used, the dictionary's on the shelf.
And I left.
They kind of left me alone after that. I wonder why
Has anyone else ever had this experience? A coworker who while rather sucky on her own, evolves into a full-on nightmare bitch in the presence of a particular customer, or just customers in general?

Background: I briefly worked in a law firm near my house doing filing, reception etc. I had no formal law qualifications, but know most areas of law back to front (advantages of working for a political group where your friends sometimes wind up in jail and can't afford an actual lawyer...) and the firm needed temporary help while a girl was on maternity leave, and they knew I was good, so... yeah. I started there. I didn't do anything that required law qualifications, or indeed any qualifications at all really - it was just basic admin.
The Bitch was also admin, but was doing her law degree at a university in London that is pretty much synonymous with "place where you walk in off the street and spell your name right and we'll give you a diploma." For some unexplained transgression, she was back home for a year, and during this time had been made by Mummy and Daddy to work for once (so whatever she did, it must have been BAAADDDDD.) We did the same basic things, but her "superior qualifications" meant that she was of course so much superior to me

Her friend did some unspecified thing which largely involved hanging around the office at all hours and being a pain in the ass. I know she worked, because she bitched about it, but never found out what she did. I did however find out that she is as dumb as a box of bricks (highlights include "duh, Cairo's not a REAL place, it's like Narnia", "Hey, you spelled Iraq wrong" (when I was making notes on art in IRAN), and "when people make love, they have to both be wishing for a baby while they do it, otherwise they CAN'T get pregnant."


This made the way she behaved towards me even more inexplicable.
A typical day would go like this. I'd get in at 8, start working. Around 10, Bitch (B) would saunter in with some lame excuse about traffic or something. She would then pick her nails and play on her phone until around midday, when her friend Dumbass (D) would wobble in on her usual stack heels. They would spend some time squealing, discussing who was "fine", and discussing how they got so "wasted", before their usual segue into how cute they were.
D: Do you like these shoes?
B: Oh yeah they are SOOO cute!
D: I dunno like I think they make my legs look short or something...
B: Oh NO, you are sooooo cute! Those shoes look so CUTE on you!
D: OMG YOU ARE SO CUTE TOO
etc etc. *quietly vomits*
Then, this would begin. (All their conversing is in very loud stage whispers)
D: What the hell is that girl (me) doing?
B: I dunno. Something dumb.
D: God she is so dumb.
B: I know, did you know she's, like, not even in law school?
D: Wooow, they should like fire her or something...
B: I KNOW!
Me: *seethe*
I always try to turn the other cheek in situations like this. It's more important to be professional than it is to tear bitches like this a new one, however tempting. I've been bullied all my life, I can live with it a little longer, right? So I resolved to ignore them.
Until one day... it got too much.
It had been a rough week. I hadn't been sleeping, I was short of cash, I was worried about my sick uncle, things like that. On top of all that, I was getting sick, and I was still coming into work and picking up Bitch's slack to make sure stuff got done. It wasn't just busywork that wouldn't matter, it dramatically affected actual people's lives. If something wasn't completed and didn't make it to the lawyers before a deadline, it could have serious repercussions for a client.
D: God is she (me) still working?
B: Yah. She's always working. I guess she must just be slow or something because it takes her FOR EVER to do stuff.
D: Wow, she must be REALLY dumb...
etc.
Me: *snaps* RIGHT! *thumps desk with fist*
B + D:

Me: *in a slow, quiet, but from what I've been told by friends is a TERRIFYING voice* I am NOT dumb. I am smart. I am very smart. This is not arrogance, it is fact. I was valedictorian of my senior school. I had the highest GPA in its history. I tested an IQ of 170 before I was even 15. I went to freaking OXFORD, and if I was DUMB, do you really think I would have done all that??
You could have heard a pin drop in that room.
Me: There are so many things I could say to or about you right now, but I won't. Do you know why? Because I was raised better than that. I was raised to treat others with respect. I was raised to be polite and civil and to keep my own stupid opinions to myself rather than gossip like a couple of vindictive old crones. *grabs bag* Now, I'm taking a long lunch. If you need to look up any of the fancy long words I used, the dictionary's on the shelf.
And I left.
They kind of left me alone after that. I wonder why

Has anyone else ever had this experience? A coworker who while rather sucky on her own, evolves into a full-on nightmare bitch in the presence of a particular customer, or just customers in general?
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