Some cheeky new paralegal stopped me in the hallway today and said, "Bonnie, I can't find the binders."
I was like, "Bonnie who?"
I've never met new girl so I thought I would introduce myself, "Hi, I'm Alice. We haven't met. And you are?"
I think she said Daisy and proceeded to say, something to the effect of, yeah, I know you. I handed you a binder on this litigation case yesterday.
And I was like, no you didn't cuz I'm not even in litigation and I definitely didn't get no binder from you.
And we just stared at each other for a second.
And I started to feel really annoyed that this person was telling me she gave me binders and NOT backing down on her story when I think I would know better than anyone in the world that she did NOT give me binders.
Whatever. All asian females of a certain age must look the same to her. And that's not racist cuz she's asian too. A dumb, blind asian. Ok, that's mean--maybe she's truly handicapped in the visual department.
But she never backed down and said, "Oh, I guess it wasn't you," or anything to that effect. She just kept staring at me like suddenly I would remember that I WAS a litigator and that she DID give me some random binder on a case I've never heard of.
I just walked away after our staring contest. And had to vent about it.