Grow Up Already!

There is an ongoing spat in the office.

The kind that involves yelling and shouting across cubes and in front of clients and international guests.

One is a headstrong young girl who speaks her mind.

And the other, is an absolute hothead with no semblance of social graces, tact nor EQ. At 32, she obviously hasn't grown up. No one wants to go near her or work with her.

For some strange reason, both came to me, separately, to vent. I stupidly gave both air-time, separately. Then I roundly chided both for giving ridiculous instructions and doing wilful things that didn't adhere to work protocols.

I didn't really care if I came across as a bitch. I wasn't going to play games. Having to deal with human emotions was not the deal I signed up for.

They don't even report to me!! What am I supposed to do? What do they expect me to do? Take sides? Tattle to their reporting supervisors, blab it further around the office?

Telling their sups that they "talked to [insert imp's name] already" isn't going to magically solve problems. Faerie Land doesn't exist for them! I want to smack them both.

What are you? 12? Go slug it out a la The Contender already. Some blood and bruises will do you both good.

I hate it when the things get too personal in the office. Maybe getting all cosy-snuggy and privy are what make some people tick. But it doesn't turn me on. I hate shit-stirring.

This office is in no way competitive in the rat-race way. There isn't a need for back-stabbing and trodding people's feet into the ground.

I firmly believe that this office should run efficiently with maximum joy and a focus on getting things done well with the least amount of effort. There must be minimum politicking. Spiritual sustenance and emotional comfort ought be sought from outside of drab cubicles.

When people get too people in the office, I start wondering whether they have an actual life outside of it.