Bitch, though, was less than impressed. The look she gave me could have sent a small animal fleeing for its life.
Yeeah, this isn’t really the best time. I think she’s in the mood to withdraw from social contact right now.
“Fuck you,” she spat the words.
“Hey. What?” I was stunned.
Did she think Taylor was mocking her?
“You want to come and bug me to change my mind. Well fuck you. You’re not coming into my space, getting in my business, to make me do or say anything I don’t want to do.”
Ah, yeah, that’s a fair assumption, given the timing. She’s wrong, but a predictable, understandable kind of wrong.
I started to raise my hands, in a placating gesture, but I stopped myself. Bitch had a different standard for handling social situations. She didn’t understand stuff like tone, stress, sarcasm, and precedent had led her to assume sarcasm and aggression from any statement.
See? This is exactly the kind of behavior Brian was talking about earlier. Not Rachel’s behavior – Taylor’s.
She’s learning very quickly. Lisa told her how Rachel’s mind works once, and Taylor is already taking it all to heart and adjusting her approach based on that new knowledge.
And it wasn’t just statements, I had a suspicion that the gesture of raising my hands could be seen as aggressive, or something like an animal trying to make itself look bigger, intimidating.
Yeah, seems likely.
I had to communicate with her in a way that left the least room for misinterpretation.
Good luck, but you might not need it.
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