crazy lady and the dog

I was an assistant to Crazy Lady. One day, Crazy Lady found a stray
Rottweiller in the parking lot. She told me that she was going to
wait in the parking lot with the dog until Animal Control came to
pick it up. Even though the dog seemed friendly, Crazy Lady was
afraid it might attack someone. Plus, she didn’t want the dog roaming
the streets.

About 45 minutes later, Crazy Lady’s boss called me to find out where
she was. I told him the story, and he hung up in a huff. Later that
day Crazy Lady confronted me:

Crazy Lady: Did you tell Bob I was in the parking lot with the dog?

ME: Yeah, why?

Crazy Lady (screaming): YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT! HE HATES ME!
HE’S LOOKING FOR ANY EXCUSE TO FIRE ME!

ME: Sorry, I didn’t think it was a big deal.

Crazy Lady: YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER! I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS TO ME!!!!! I’M GOING TO GET FIRED!!!! I KNOW IT!!! AND IT’S
ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!!! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET ME FIRED??? I THINK YOU ARE!!!

ME: Well, what should I have done? Lied about where you were?

Crazy Lady: YES! EXACTLY!!!!

When our “conversation” ended, I went around the corner and flipped
her off.

A couple of months later, when I told Crazy Lady I’d found a new job
and was leaving, she started bawling and kept repeating, “Is it
because of me? Is it because of me?”

“Yes,” I muttered. “Yes.”

- Submitted by “Tired”, Los Angeles