Ready To Cry

this wk has been hard. i came all the way to skopje to keep the peace w/someone so she would quit being nasty (a whole other story), and come to find out that the same person has been complaining about me all wk. and of course i don't hear it from her, i hear it from someone else.

the someone else happens to be a psycho, and i can say that w/firsthand experience. when i approached her yesterday at the start of the lunch break to clarify something, she freaked out. literally. one min i'm asking her a question, the next min she's telling me how she really feels and grabs me by the arm to shake it, all while in the meeting room w/half the people still in there watching. so while i stayed calm and professional, she got nasty and told me how much the people i've been working with to facilitate this workshop hated me and wished i hadn't come.

my first thot: lovely. i didn't want to come either. def wouldn't have had i known how psycho you are.

my actual response: i'm completely offended by your remarks to a simple question and i have no idea where all this anger is coming from.

and i really had no idea where she was coming from. this wk was the first time i had spent any significant amount of time with her outside a group >120 people. and when i say significant i mean sitting on opposite ends of the table at dinner w/6 others on wed night. in the meeting rooms we didn't talk at all cuz there was a meeting going on.

she even went on to say i was mean to her while we worked in the same office when i was living in geneva 3 YEARS AGO. i worked under someone else in a whole other part of the organization, so my interactions w/her back then weren't much beyond the occasional hello.

but for the record: if you're nuts, i'm not going to do much beyond the occasional hello. i think that's fair, don't you?

so after going thru all that crap, i left for the rest of the workshop. no need to stick around nasty people, right?

and just when i thot this trip couldn't get any worse after the fiasco getting here, dealing w/the crazy lady, and then finding out that the person who insisted i come has been bitching about me all wk after i've gone out of my way to keep the peace, i got to the airport to find out the paper ticket in my hand was for a flight that didn't exist.

it's been a long wk and i just want to go home.