workdays

I don’t think she hates me. My new editor. She watches me. That’s for sure.

Actually I do the same very often. When u meet somebody up u like him or u don’t like him. That’s the deal of 2 seconds. (Fei used to tell me that she doesn’t like 95% of new people and I’m such a good friend of her just to be lucky to get in this 5%). But sometimes u don’t. just can’t understand. Things u get used to like in other people u hate here. And contrary. So u watch. U observe. Looking for every extra evidence to choose ur attitude to this person.

I often do it.
No she does it with me.
I think so. If not. I just understand nothing here.

I adore her. She is professional on her work. She s got 2 edications – one is economical. She is sportsman. She created the project in this firm and work there from beginning. She’s got talent in systematization. My mom would adore her. She thinks every woman should be a bitch.

I had several emotions every day. I complained everyday. I choose different way of behavior. I ended up with kind of revenge. I wanna be better then her. And take her place. I think she’s disappoint with my no-skills. She tries not to show it. And explain me every word. On Friday I got proud when every my sentence she corrected with new expression: yes, idea is write. U got it. And ur sentence is not a mistake. We also can write this way. But we will not. We will use this way. -I was proud. Really.

And she drawn me diagrams. And pictures. And explanations. That depressed me. And home I learned it by heart.

By the way – yesterday she bought me coffee.