Wednesday and I'm passive.

I'm always passive until it gets out of control.
I got praised high for my work on the printed pieces, for dealing with a numbskull vendor and for following through. *sigh*
Reminds me of the boyfriend I had 10 years ago, I call him Crackhead George.
C.G. used to verbally abuse me, throw things at me, try to throw me out of his house, and hit me on occasion....but then he'd come to me the next day or so, hand me a Snickers bar, apologize and everything would be ok...until the next time.

Am I seeing a pattern here?