I'm reaching the end of my limits.
She recently changed our seating arrangements because apparently the girls getting too chummy proves to be too much for her to handle. Doesn't this sound all too "primary school"?
On a day to day basis, I'm willing myself to take the high road and tune her shrieky voice out so I don't get a coronary. But it seems to be getting harder with her personal attacks raining on me all too often. There's no point in complaining to the higher management about this because he has been flooded with so much excessive love from her that he walks around calling her "princess". Oh yes, I just threw up in my mouth.
I need to visit the temple to “打小人” soon. This cannot go on.
