At my place of business, we have an employee association (EA). Every month, a different couple of floor reps from the EA organize an event for the entire building. Like, last week we had a Cinco de Mayo thing with tacos and stuff.
The representative for my floor just quit her job. She volunteered me to be her alternate. This was months ago, before I had any idea that she was going to be leaving. I consented only because I couldn’t think of an excuse why I couldn’t be her alternate. But it’s not my kind of thing, and if I had any idea that I’d actually have to carry out my duties, I wouldn’t have agreed.
Anyway, now I’m the floor rep. And what do you know? Next month is my floor’s turn to do something! For hundreds of people! It’s the floor rep’s job to get everything together for the event, by any means necessary. The theme for this event is “tapas”, so my floor is supposed to produce a quadrillion types of houre’doevrs. Oh yeah, they have to be room-temperature or crock-pot friendly, since we don’t have access to a stove.
I don’t even know where to begin. Put up a sign-up sheet on the refrigerator, asking people to sign up if they want to bring something and in huge quantities? Ask for money donations so I can buy some things? A couple of people on my floor sensed my helplessness and said they would help me figure things out, thank goodness. There’s another floor rep who I’m paired with for this event, but her floor only has literally six people (it’s the instructional and mailroom floor). They will only be able to do so much.
Anyway, back to the reason why I’m posting. At the Cinco de Mayo event, I was brainstorming with the other floor rep about the kinds of things we could hatch up. A co-worker sitting beside me, who has a habit of chomping on my nerves, said, “You could get a few crudités.”
Now, I know I’m not a stupid person. I may not be the most sophisticated or well-traveled person, but I’m not stupid. Yet this person always seems to go out of her way to try to make me feel that way. She calls fruits and vegetables not by their common names, but by their fancy-pants name (like “Gala” instead of “apple”). She references people on esoteric food channel TV shows by first name, even when she knows I don’t watch the food channel or even have cable TV. My reponse is always a very nonchalant, “Who is this person now?” or “What is that?” When I first met her and didn’t know all of her irritating ways, I told her I bet she thought I was dumb since I’m always asking her to clarify.
So now she’s throwing yet another word at me that I don’t know, but this time I have a distinctive feeling it was chosen just for that purpose because she knows I’m not a food maven like she is, and she was trying to show off in front of others.
For the millionth time, I asked her define the fancy word she was using since I couldn’t just play off my ignorance. It turns out it’s just a vegetable tray. I think 99% if people would have just said “vegetable tray”. It’s not like we’re hosting a dinner party for the Queen of England. I don’t know. Maybe it’s used more commonly than I think it is, but I have never heard that word before in my whole life. And it’s presence in our conversation annoyed me. It is still annoying me.
Am I an idiot who just doesn’t like “fancy” words? Or was my co-worker just being an ass by using a word she knows I wouldn’t know?