wisest words on vito
I think my wisest thoughts on vito, after all I've written about him, were:
...He has improved a lot: he talks almost zero, he closes the door after he leaves, he apologizes when he comes into the office and says ("I'll go out right away"). I've almost exaggerated in his training. It must have been a shock to him, because he's used to being a clown and now he has to behave like a monk.
So maybe I should accept some side-effects and be tolerant if he takes it out on my property when I am not there...
He remains an idiot, but I could be angry at him or I could learn to accept that I have to be in the same room with an idiot. He has made efforts: sure, he remains an unpleasant, unfair person. It's not normal for an intern to mess with employees. A lot of things that he does are childish. On the other hand, is it really worth it to obsess this much about him? I am turning this into my own problem, rather than letting it be his own problem. If he's an idiot, why do I have let his stupidity turn me into a psycho? Why can't I limit my reaction to the part where I deal with the actual damage caused by him? Why do I have to blow this out of proportion? Just like I do with the neighbors slamming their door... why do I have to think about it all day long?
This is where their problem ends and my problem begins. I can blame vito for flipping my scanner, I can blame him for interrupting me while I work, but I cannot blame him for putting me in a bad mood for 3 days. I can blame the neighbors for slamming their door, but I cannot blame them for putting me in a permanently bad mood. This is all part of my obsessive-compulsive and intolerant personality. I cannot fix everything, I cannot have everything under control. Probably Vito is reacting like this to my attempt to make him shut up and make him be quiet all day long. He's rebelling in a childish way. The more I restrain him when I am there, the more he takes it out on my property when I am not there.
I can't control him any more than I already am. I can't control the neighbors either. Unless I am willing to get dirty with all of them, which I am not.
It is therefore time for me to learn to live with the things I cannot change: the neighbors, the roommate, the relatives, the parents. It is time to exercise what most people already exercise by habit: tolerance.
It is time to stop some of the bad aspects of my being a control freak, which is so good for automated trading, because being a control freak makes me run things efficiently.
Yesterday I spoke to Daniel, my friend who is very much like Vito (hyperactive and all that). And I asked him for half an hour: I have this guy at the bank, who is just like you, why does he do this, and how do suggest to handle him? He said that flipping things is not that bad after all, and that most people would tolerate it. He said Vito won't go as far as doing damage to my property. He said we're incompatible and at the two extremes of the bell curve. He said other things I can't remember now.
He made me put this problem into a more balanced perspective. Of course we're both hoping that Vito dies or that somehow he'll disappear. Luckily Daniel didn't do any damage yesterday. I've let him into the house for the first time in a year, after a year ago, while we were having lunch (my treat, as usual), he asked me to pass the salt and he took food from my plate while I got up and got the salt for him (it was on another table). After that, I refused to meet him for about a year. And each time he called me I reminded him of that incident. This is the kind of stuff that bothers me, regardless of who does it. It's impolite, sneaky, unfair. You help someone, get the salt for them, and they steal food from you. You treat Vito to lunch on the first day, and he returns the favor by bothering you every day, and when you ask him to stop, he stops, but starts messing with your stuff to spite you or to see your reaction. There's only one way to deal with these people: stay away from them.
Oh yeah: this is what Daniel said, which was very important. A quiet polite person cannot do anything to a rude obnoxious guy. Because what he does he do to bother the other guy? Scream, talk...? He can just be quiet, because he's quiet. The other guy, on the other hand, just by being himself - hyperactive and obnoxious - bothers you. So you have no weapons. I must make sure that I get some weapons and learn to do some things that annoy Vito and that I do them when he annoys me. I think if I got him to change it was because I did some things that he didn't like:
1) I did not value him and regarded him "as an object that bothers you" (as he said).
2) He can tell I do not value him by the way I looked at him (even now he says: "i am leaving right away", he apologizes when he sneezes... he mistook my request for regular politeness for total intolerance). He changed to get me to like him. He could not change as far as stopping his childish spiteful tricks.
3) I speak badly of him, behind his back and in front of him: if they ask me, the least I say is "he's continuously interrupting me". When he was showing off his qualities telling me "I am very versatile..." (which says a lot about how he feels), I told him "yes, I am obsessive" and "you're balanced, so you do everything superficially". I could tell he resented that, but it all started from him telling me that I am unbalanced and obsessive. I asked for my right to work in peace to be respected.
So basically this Vito is bothered by the fact that I don't value him and that I talk behind his back. It bothers him. Also, if I don't joke around with him, it bothers him. It bothers him that I am serious.
The problem is that I cannot exaggerate with doing the things he does not like, because if he has shown improvements (which he definitely did), I must reward them. So I must treat him as well as possible, to reward the improvements, and at the same time I must try to target his spiteful tricks so that he can tell that
1) I know it's him
2) It's not convenient for him to do them
There's only one way. I will let it come up, and somehow tell him that if anything happens to my stuff it can only be him, because it only happens since he's around and it never happened before. I will start this in the usual way. First I will tell others, and then I will let him know, especially if he asks me.
I am not forgiving him. I am just going to try to defend myself from him as well as I can:
He's still my enemy number one, and I will show all my dislike for him. I am not going to pretend he's my friend. I am not going to be fooled like everyone else into thinking that he's my friend. Ever since day one, he's tried to make friends with the whole bank, just like the politician he is. You can't fool everyone, Vito. You're worthless and you're not fooling me.
I will keep studying you and I will answer with more manipulation to your manipulation. For sure if you touch any of my stuff, I won't help you for the entire day. And I won't answer any of your stupid questions. You wise-ass, I am not falling for that stuff any more. I am not even going to pretend that I think it's the cleaning lady who flipped my scanner any more. And I hope your ugly head some how will explode in the meanwhile.
As long as I will perceive your face as repugnant and repulsive, which I do, now more than ever, I will be safe. The problem will arise if I ever let you fool me into thinking that you're "my friend", "like me", "love me", "care for me", "are attached to me", as you often say, you asshole. If you did, you wouldn't mess with my stuff. So, on top of being obnoxious, you're also a liar and an unreliable person. I don't trust you at all, I don't value you, and I am repulsed by you.
You're a very ugly and disgusting person: physically, mentally, morally.
Even by just seeing your picture, I am repulsed by you, I wish you death and I wish you suffering.
When I showed up on Friday and found the scanner upside down, I asked you what happened. And you replied as if you already knew, showing no curiosity, asking no questions. That was a cue. Then when I confronted you with the facts, you said "yeah, it must have been the cleaning lady". Not once in 5 years the cleaning ladies did anything like that. In the last two months, they've been acting crazy: another hint that it was you. Third hint is that
you said it, and
you seemed to find it normal for a cleaning lady to have to do something so absurd to clean your table.
You offered as reasonable such an unreasonable explanation. Fourth hint: when I said that I'd have to take the scanner home because my colleagues could not be trusted, you came and looked at the scanner, pretending it was the first time you were seeing it, you wiseass. Why would you do something like that? You could have seen it for months, but never did. You were trying to pretend you had never noticed it - to fool me. You disgust me. I am done with you. Just give me another opportunity and I will stop helping you altogether, and even stop saying hi and goodbye.
I will make you regret being such a wiseass. I promise I will do my best. For now I wish you death, as usual. If anything happens to my stuff again, I promise I won't help you for the entire day. I don't care if it's you or whoever it is - one of these things that have been done to my stuff has been done by you, so you'll have to pay for the previous deeds.
Oh, and one more thing: as soon as it comes up, and we have a moment alone, I will blatantly tell my other roommate who is the person in charge for him, and who values me, that I think he's an idiot and I really hope they don't hire him. And, whoever asks me about him, I'll tell them that I think he's an idiot. Even if they don't ask me, I'll bring it up. I am going to use whatever positive reputation I have to destroy his reputation as much as possible. This is what you get for being such an unfair person: I am now your sworn enemy.
At this point, I don't even care if you ever do it again or not. You're going to pay for what you've done until now. Never, in the last 5 years, a colleague has bothered me as much as you have. And on top of it you're not even a colleague yet. You're going to pay for this.