Every once in a while an opportunity presents itself and we just can’t pass it up. Such an opportunity presented itself to me this morning. I am always polite and courteous to people, and I get along well with the people at work, and the people in my strata community. The incident with the head of the Strata Council sort of threw me for a loop. Yesterday I received an e-mail from the Property Manager apologizing for the misinformation from the head of the Strata Council, and signed “kindest personal regards”. She said she was not going to deposit my cheque for $50.00, since the situation had been handled so poorly, she had been misinformed by the head of the Strata Council, and I had acted I good faith. Wow! That made me feel good.
This morning my opportunity presented itself. The head of the Strata Council and I were in the elevator together.
Me: “Good morning.”
She: (slitty-eyed) “Good morning.”
Me: “Are you driving to work today?”
She: “Yes, why?”
Me: “Well, I thought since you are now the High Priestess of the Strata Coven, you would be flying on your broom today.”
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was shocked. It was as if they had a life of their own. Was that really me? Did I say that? Well, apparently I did. And you know what? It felt good. It reminded me of a scene in “You’ve Got Mail”.
Kathleen Kelly: "I just had a breakthrough."
Joe Fox: "What is it?"
Kathleen Kelly: "I have you to thank for it. For the first time in my life, when confronted with a horrible, insensitive person, I knew exactly what I wanted to say and I said it."
Joe Fox: "I think you have the gift for it. It was a perfect blend of poetry and meanness."
The elevator stopped on the ground floor, I got out and left her there, slack-jawed.
I'm glad I did it. I have zero respect for people like her. Well, I guess I know whom not to ask if and when I need my plants watered.