i'm a bad girl

i've had this job now for 2.5 years, and for that entire time, a particular person has hated my guts.  i don't take it personally, nor do i think its personal because she is this way with everyone.  the first time she complained about me, i became "official".

so for the last 2.5 years, i learned to avoid her, learned to never ask her for anything, learned to ignore the scowls and evil eyes she directed at me and various other people.  and for my part, it was never malicious, never mean spirited.  i was happy to go my merry way and let her bear the burden of her hatred.

last week, that burden took its toll.  she had a minor stroke (i think), and she developed Bell's Palsy, which affects the left half of her face.  it was sudden, it happened literally in less than five minutes.  one minute, she was sitting at lunch talking to her sister's mother in law, the next minute her face fell apart.  and the weird thing is she didn't feel it.  she had no idea that anything was wrong with her face.

and this is a real shame.  she is a beautiful girl, by all appearances. 

for the record, she has done this to herself.  she isolated herself, made enemies all over the store, refused to be part of this team.  she moved further away from the store, and when she asked for a transfer, they refused to grant it because she is difficult to work with.  so now she is stuck in a store with people she hates, stuck in a marriage with a man who is here illegally and wants to stay here (she is here on a work visa, but she wants to move back home), stuck in an apartment where she can't get any sleep.  her life is complicated and high stress, but it is all because she can't get along with anyone.  how terrible to be trapped by your own anger and hatred.

so now about the title.  when she made the first complaint about me, it was because i was completely oblivious to her issues with me.  i put a little bit of garbage in her trash bag, and then put some product that was going into her section on the shelf where it was going to go after the reset.  in response to this aggressive action, she threw my garbage on the ground, literally spent 15 minutes separating out the labels that came from my section, and then scattered the product i put on her shelves on the floor around my feet.  then she made a face at me.  at that point, i said the words, "you shouldn't make faces; the wind might blow the wrong way, and you'll be stuck that way".  it was a joke, but she didn't think it was funny.

and who knew that it would one day come true?