Dear Miss Behave,
I think my boss is a white walker from Game of Thrones. No, seriously. He’s tall, he’s pale, and he brings pain and misery wherever he goes.
I sit at my cubicle doing my job and he paces the office, hands behind his back, shooting his ice-like stare at everyone as he winds through the workplace.
At least once a week, he stands at my desk and just glares at me. He doesn’t say anything, just stares. When I ask him if there is something that he needs, he doesn’t speak, just furrows those bushy white eyebrows of death, and looks like he’s going to spit at me before walking away.
When I write him emails asking what he thought during his observation of my work, he doesn’t answer. Because speaking, or writing, or communicating via anything other than his weekly, fake-happy emails to the entire staff is apparently too much to ask.
-Freezing at Work
I bet if you could white walk your way out of there, you would have by now, so I assume that option is off the table. This is a conundrum, cupcake!
Ignore him as best you can! There really is just no saving some people and their bad manners. Horrible is as horrible does, sweets..
Chances are that he will be rude to the wrong person and one day and find himself without a job. Karma, my lamb, will one day bite this beast on the bum.
Love and Karmic Possibilities,