I'm okay with the customers, our encounters are brief enough. What I do have a lot of trouble with are the workers. I don't know how to socialize or hold a decent conversation. I don't even know how to interject when someone else is telling a story or say anything beyond, "That's interesting," "hmm," "okay." I think that the latter makes up 99% of my average dialogue.
Long story short, the other workers are not only unimpressed, they are starting to suspect me of more than just lack of social skills

You see, when I go downstaris to write my schedule for the next week, people wonder what I'm doing down there. They time me, and if they think I've been down there too long, they ask, why?. Last week I got reported for being "mysteriously downstairs too long" ?? Another problem: the employees where I work make a lot of sexual jokes and tell dirty stories. I made a very thin joke last week, pretty PG-13 I thought, and they reported it to the boss as being disturbing. You know, creepy. Perverted. They found this type of joke "upsetting" when it came out of my mouth, but all right when they do it every day. Eye yai yai- I know to keep my lips shut about sex now


But that's not the worst of it. The worst is that one of the workers accused me of putting my hands too close to her chest (???) when I was by her, which made her "uncomfortable." You know, like maybe I'm a pervert or something trying to grope her, what with my ulterior motives and all. WTF?? I'm a woman, I'm not into same-sex groping, for God's sake! I don't even remember this cr*p! When did I put my hands too close to her "chest bubble", of which I may not cross? This had to've been by accident. The boss asks me, "do you remember this?" and I'm like, "??" the hell?! So a new rule: never raise your hands anywhere near the bodies of other employees. Walk with hands glued to sides. But smile, you know, and act all socialble, because the only way you're ever going to keep this job is if you get to be their friends RIGHT NOW, and they stop thinking you're a psycho sexual weirds who might be, I dunno, lurking in the downstairs rooms???
Oh, dear. What the hell am I going to do? How do you convince someone that you're just QUIET, is all, not very good at this social stuff? How do you tell someone that you DON'T have some weird, secret ulterior motives? They don't trust me at all. I need to earn their trust, be social and friendly and unobjectionable, or else I know what will happen. 3 strikes and you're out. This was Strike 1. 2 lives left and it's out on your ass.
Jesus, I'm just trying to do a good job and advance my career and make people tolerate me, and I manage to offend everybody
