Many years ago I left work on Friday evening, and said good bye to my boss.
He said "Have a good evening. See you tomorrow!"
I said "Tomorrow? Am I suppose to work OT tomorrow?"
He looked like a deer stuck in headlights and stammered "Uh, no. Um. No! No OT. Ahhhh I guess, um, I meant to say, um, see you Monday?"
I didn't think anything of it until Monday when I heard several CWs say to another CW "Great party!" "Thanks for the party!" "Your home is beautiful!" "We had such a good time!"
Turns out CW had a housewarming party and invited the whole office except for me.
For months (just the two of us would go out to lunch together at least once a week, go for coffee, etc.) I'd been listening to her regale about the construction/decoration/planning/highs and lows. I thought that we were friends.
She did poke her head into my cube at the end of the day and say "I guess you've heard by now that I had a party on Saturday night. I didn't invite you because my house isn't kid-friendly." (I was the only one in the office that had kids.) No apology. Just a simple statement of fact.
I just shrugged my shoulders and said "Okay." What else was I suppose to say after-the-fact?
Certainly not what I wanted to say "Have you never heard the term Babysitter
?" I think that would have been rude.
I did, however, manage to find other things to do whenever she asked me for coffee.