Well, I pissed her off big time last week by not asking my shop guy to go to her office and get the letter I didn't know she had to take to the post office that day, so he could take it to the post office when he was heading down there.
So she had to go do it herself and was still fuming and slamming doors when she got back 15 minutes later, mumbling about rude and inconsiderate people, stopped by Office Assistant's desk to bitch about me to her, and then OA had to answer the phone so BB stomped back to her office.
5 minutes later OA gets a call from BB to bitch some more about it and OA finally says, "ENOUGH! I don't want to hear any more!" and hangs up the phone.
I start laughing and OA tells me it's really not that funny because she is the one who has to put up with the bitching, and I say only because you let her, and OA says that BB is lonely and really needs a boyfriend now that her husband has been dead for a few years.
I look at OA and say, "So you're telling me that she just needs to get laid?".
And OA (who is 72 years old) says, "That's not what I said... but it sure couldn't hurt.".