I spoke to my mother today, of course to wish her a happy mother’s day. She just returned yesterday from vacation and spent the better part of today at work. What a nut. While she was at work, she realized something very shocking, and it’s so bizarre and insane and scary that I had to share.
Several years ago my mother described to me a very weird episode involving some tea that burned her throat to a crisp. If I recall correctly, she ended up in the emergency room once because the buring was so bad, and she believed she was having a horrible case of heartburn. She only tried the tea once more, and it burned then too. The tea in question is just some everyday tea that she brought to work to drink in the morning, so she didn’t throw it out, but she also didn’t drink it again.
A few weeks later, my mother discovered something on her keyboard began to burn her fingers. Before she realized what was happening, she touched her eyes, and of course her eyes started to burn. The burning was so bad, in fact, that she wasn’t able to open her eyes for about 5 minutes.
Today at the office, my mother discovered some seeds on her desk. At first she thought nothing of it and cleaned up her desk. After working for about ten minutes, she could feel her throat and eyes begin to burn. One of the managers happened to be in the office, so my mother showed her the seeds. The manager, Judy, took one seed and tasted it, at which point she started screaming. The seeds, it turns out, are jalepeno pepper seeds.
My mother then begins to put two and two together and quickly realizes that a coworker has been spreading the juice and seeds on her keyboard, in her mug, on her mouse . . . for more than five years now. I know this sounds like a nutty story–my mother can hardly believe it herself–but my mother has had numerous confrontations and arguments with this coworker, Barb, who has over the years proved herself to be very vindictive. Barb is also the only other employee who has been with the firm since 2000, when these weird episodes began happening. And they don’t just include her spreading jalpeno peppers all over my mother’s desk. They also include scratching my mother’s car with a knife, popping her tires, stealing her fan, and stealing her pay stubs. Thankfully, Barb hasn’t tried to poison my mother, and, no, my mother can’t prove Barb did all this, but she’s known Barb for nearly 20 years, and the shoe fits, as the saying goes. Fortunately, my mother’s manager resolved to immediately install a few video cameras in the office.
What madness.
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Please forgive the language, but that’s some fucked-up shit right there. I was going to offer camera installing services/insight but it looks like it is being taken care of. Good luck to your mom.
Between you with Ruth and your mom with Barb, I think that you PuddleLadies have a way with attracting crazy people. Good grief!
Listening to my mother describe all these different episodes, which for so many years went without explanation, made me very grateful that the worst I’ve had to endure is just that Ruth won’t talk to me when she’s angry. I mean, holy crap! Talk about bitter.
I really wonder if this is the price the women in my family have to pay for being outspoken.
I most certainly hope your Mom’s boss doesn’t let the bitch have any inkling of the video cameras to be installed.
My chemistry background allows me to send you the recipe for a good laxative that your mom can put on her coworker’s keyboard, mouse, mug, etc. Tasteless and odorless, it absorbs through the skin. I did this in college to a couple of assholes in revenge for some abuse they dished out to me. They had the shits for weeks and couldn’t figure it out. I’m such the evil bitch.
Were I the manager, I’d fire her.
Otherwise, I’d just burn her house down. (kidding).
That’s unbelievable that someone would behave themselves like that. You should make her name public.
Sadly, my mother doesn’t have any real proof. I hope, however, that Barb is stupid enough to try something again, get caught on tape, and get fired.
Also, my mother said that Barb had sprayed her keyboard, mug and mouse with pepper spray–that’s what landed my mother in the emergency room once evening many years ago. I think Barb realized that she could have caused my mother serious injury, so she switched to using peppers instead. That really, really bothers and concerns me. On the other hand, I’m amused that someone could, at 60 years of age, be so incredibly juvenile and silly.
If you get proof, your mother can sue her into oblivion. It’s the American Way!
If they’re putting in cameras can we get a copy of the evidence to post here on the intarweb?
I want to see it too
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