I don't know what your problem with me is and, to be fair, I don't care, either. I'm sick and tired of you and your twisted games. We either put a stop to this now or- What the hell was that?! You have some explaining to do.
Here we go again. You just couldn't leave me alone, could you? I came up here looking to get some solitude, get away from the party a little bit, be left alone.
I guess that was too much to ask. Stay or go, I don't care, suit yourself. I'm saying you have just as much right to be up here as I do.
It doesn't mean I want to talk to you. Fine. You know what though, before you go, no, stop.
I have a question for you and I'm not going to chase you. Why did you come up here? Well as near as I can figure it, you could have left well enough alone.
You didn't have to follow me up here. You were having plenty of fun down there from the look of things. Certainly the number of drinks that went through your hand, I, pfft, looks like it was some party for you.
So why did you follow me up here? Oh bullshit. You have been on my ass about every last thing.
You've been going out of your way to cause problems for me. Did you just come up here to, what, throw more shit in my direction? I just, I don't even get what your problem is.
What? No, if you want to say something, say it. Really? Really? You can get what you want without playing dirty games? Then what do you call what you've been doing? You go out of your way to find everything that you can pin on me, everything that could make me look bad.
You definitely make sure that it makes it to the C-suite. And that's not dirty games? No, that's called not fighting fair, is what that is.
That has nothing to do with trying to win on your own merits. It has everything to do with tearing me down so that you don't have to win. Yeah, you know what? When you get something because you took your competition out, you didn't win.
You just made sure they lost. It's not the same thing. If you really think you're that good, then try to win honorably.
This expansion that the company is doing, you know just as well as I do that it fits under my division. Yes, you guys are consultants on this, but it is 100% in my wheelhouse and we both know it. You know what? You can save your bullshit.
Because I have nothing to prove. Have you noticed that I haven't been going out of my way to make you look bad? You do a fine job of that on your own.
What do you think they think every time you get petty? What do you think the C-suite is looking at? So I guess I had to thank you.
In your eagerness to make me look bad, you make yourself look really, really small. And I never had a problem with you. Ever.
Up until you started behaving this way, up until you started walking around with a stick up your ass and going out of your way to tear me down. You can't deliberately undermine me and then expect that there's going to be no ramifications. We could have cooperated on things.
We could have worked together. We could have had a great partnership. The reason we don't is you.
That is complete bullshit and you know it. It absolutely is. Look, first off, I've been at this company, I've been in this job a lot longer than you have.
I've got the chops for it and everybody knows it. I've proven myself. You came in here and I went out of my way to try to be a good colleague.
I wanted to help you learn the ropes. I wanted to help you succeed. Because I'm good enough that I know that your success does not get in the way of mine.
And you shut down every opportunity that I had to be a good colleague to you. Every one of them. By withholding information.
By taking credit for joint efforts. By letting the people in your division work slowly, slow my division down, delay the release of the product, and then let me take the heat for it. I'm just saying, you had the opportunity to do the right thing.
You consistently showed who you are. You know what? You can save it.
I really don't care what excuses you have to offer. Honestly. We are both way too old to be playing these immature high school games.
I said your behavior is juvenile. It is absolutely juvenile. And you know what? You can have whatever daddy issues you want to have, but they are not my responsibility to fix.
What the fuck was that? Okay, okay, but the question still remains. What the fuck was that? You slapped me and then kissed me? No, I think you got some explaining to do.
Okay, so you didn't want to show the feelings for me, but did you have to go all the way to being awful to me? No, I get it. I understand wanting to be seen as a professional, and I understand that you don't want to be seen, you know, perceived to be cutting corners or taking advantage of things to get where you want to be.
But you didn't have to go as far as you went. To tell the truth, that's. ..
I've had some very love-hate feelings toward you, because I recognize your drive and I recognize your skill, your determination and resourcefulness, and I admire those things. I really love those things about you, but the way that you were using them to undermine me rather than to build yourself up, that. ..
Well, like I said, complex feelings. Look, you can set your feelings aside at work. It's just business.
There's nothing personal. You and I may be in competition for this company expansion to fall into each of our divisions. That's fine.
We can put our feelings for each other aside when we're at work, and we can put aside what happens at work when we leave for the day. We can each try to win on our own merits, on our own skills, and whichever one of us wins this, we'll have earned it, fair and square. Yeah.
Because I think that if you are the one who comes out ahead here, I think you would want to look back and say that you earned it for yourself, not that you weakened me until it fell to you by default. Wouldn't you rather have that?