My body language needs to learn to use its quiet inside voice instead of shouting.
” Did I offend you on the phone this morning?” she asked. “Because your body language speaks volumes.”
My body language, seemed to indicate I was offended, which offended her. This was after she was pushy, haughty and condescending with me on the phone. And after I went out of my way to get her an appointment that day despite her unpleasantness. And after I talked to her during my lunch hour.
And also after she knocked the chair over in the conference room, called me Clare and squeezed my hand so hard I thought it would crumble.
I kind of need my hands. I do many things with them.
Of course I denied there was any body language. Language? What language. My body has no language. Everything is swell. Abuse me. Criticize me. Demand, command, direct and control me.
It will be our little secret. My body is mute.