Revisting--what I admitted

A few weeks ago, I admitted that after 9 years of working together my boss and I were not friendly.  It wasn't that I didn't want to be, either, but she made it clear to me that we weren't going to be friends.

Funny how that works out sometimes. After 9 years of not being friends, we know each other very well.  I can imitate and mimic her perfectly, and she's very aware of it.  I can predict her reactions to work related situations--and she knows this too.  She's not a terrible boss, and she's pretty good at her job.  And when she runs into trouble at work with people, it's with the people who mistakenly thought they were her friend.

She has a tendency to get too involved with peoples personal lives--becasue she likes the dirt and she's nosy --she also gets overly opinionated where thier lives are concerend--and I've never been interested in having her interjecting on my personal decisions.

I never tell her anything too personal Unless it's going to affect my job--such as, my mother had a heart attack, I need to leave early--becasue we aren't friends. 

She knows me too--knows she can rely on me, knows I care about the store and the customers, knows I never called out  sick but once in all this time,  knows I need to work at my own pace and keep my own time.  In fact, some people would consider that "perk" at my job--to be favortism, but she knows that customers love me --and I get my job done.  Could I be better?  Sure I could. I never get to work on time ever.

Funny how after 9 years, we still are not friends--but I knew she wasn't being herself.  Even though we weren't friends, I never avoided her, until a few months ago.  I didn't want to talk to her--at all.  I gave her one word answers to her querstions.  Her answers to mine were just as bad. 

I knew something was troubling her.  Other people were having issues with her too.  No one wanted to talk to her, NO one wanted to deal with her.  And if we were friends perhaps she would have told me what was bothering her, but it wasn't my place to ask.

It just happened the other day that we needed to talk at lenght --and she ended up complainingabout some chronic pain she was having from a car accident she had been in months ago--which, I  had heard about.

and, i thought...."ooooohhh, that's it. And that made sense to me.  That she was having this neck pain for all the time was the reason that she had gone from a basic pain in the ass that I wasn't friends with, to being Super Asshole that I don't want to be friendly to.

even though we aren't friends-- I don't wish her chronic pain--in fact, I felt badly for her.