How Not To Be Passive Aggressive Novels & Stories

His eyes were fixed on the computer as he turned a deaf ear to her. Paige did not know what to say. She looked at Chris, finding him annoying. Paige had a strong dislike for that quality in Chris. He could just say he was angry, speak his mind, and tell her what he was mad about. If her behavior had offended him in any way, she could just change. However, Chris was passive-aggressive, giving her the silent treatment. Paige was tempted not to give Chris any attention. In fact, she wanted to turn around and walk out the door. She could fight fire with fire and give him a dose of his own medicine.

she advised, pulling a straw to her lips to suck in an orange juice. "Okay, noted.” I nodded, writing it down in my phone notes so I didn't forget it, not like I was going to forget it anyway. Just don't act angrily, be the sweetest soul to him, be very nice and flow with it. You know he's arrogant and if you watch his arrogance, you'll ruin things for yourself.” “I guess you’re right.”

I pressed on. "There is no need to bother about me now. There is no use in making me the centre of attraction. That is already your spot." His tone was clipped and harsh, and I could sense the passive aggression and sarcasm beneath his seemingly nice words. I shifted in my seat, turning till I was facing him. He did not glance at me. He kept his eyes straight ahead, his eyebrows furrowed in feigned concentration on his driving. "It seems you have something on your mind, and I suggest you say it to me," I said to him.

111 - Elara “GIVE ME THE POWER OF THE RIFT!” She screams so close to my face, spittle flies out and hits me. The conversation with my mom is cut off. It takes everything in me to keep my face neutral. So my mom is in my head, telling me I’m ready. Whatever the f*ck that means, and this chick is spitting on me. I am really getting annoyed with all the vague bullsh*t and I want some damn answers. But, the thing both my parents taught me is that not reacting is actually more annoying to your opponent than engaging in the conversation and being right. Once this is all done, my mom and I are going to have words. I don’t care if she is a figment of my imagination in a stressful situation, we…will…

She was still frozen against the wall, her lips pressed into a thin, colorless line of pure malice. I gave her a small, smug smile, the kind that used to make her incandescently mad when I was a teenager. Then, without a word, I stuck my tongue out at her....a full, childish, utterly undignified act. Her eyes widened slightly. The shock of my brazen, undignified pettiness was evident; Margaret was a master of passive aggression and cutting sarcasm, not open, juvenile defiance. Before she could conjure a reaction, verbal or otherwise....I pulled my head forward and let Richard guide me fully into the hallway.

I snapped, I gently stepped closer to him and looked up at him. “If you have an issue with me, let me know and stop being passive aggressive!” “Okay at first I’m touchy, now I’m passive aggressive, one would think I’m the careless one who misplaced something almost everyone’s hope is hanging on!” “And I’m not denying that! It can’t go past this office, I’ll find it, can you calm down!” I responded my voice starting to go high also, I was starting to get pissed too. The door suddenly pushed open and Collin walked in,

He looked me confused but gave me his phone anyways. “Call me so I save yours numbers” I held my phone up waiting for him to call. He just laughed and called, he kept looking at me smiling and confused. ‘Let me teach everyone something. When someone comes on to you aggressively, do not be aggressive, but rather show them that they are not who they came as, they are better and can act better and you see better in them than who they think they are. Don’t fight fire with fire, fight fire by introducing it to water. Not unless its hell fire like Michael. Hahaha!’

Cash says. “Oh, it's preposterous, is it, Watson?” I mock him in my best Sherlock Holmes inspired voice. “Indubitably.” I glare at him. “It seems to me that was exactly what you were trying to imply. Then when I busted you out on it, you fall back into your old world manners to deny it. You may try to talk all fancy and educated, but you are still as dumb as the next guy. I hurt your feelings but instead of accepting my apology, manning up and getting the hell over it, you would rather sulk and pout. Mouthing off under your breath and generally being passive-aggressive. You are acting childish.” “I am not-”

Chapter 142 Ellie It used to take me a while to get angry because I was very understanding and calm. If you did something wrong to me I'd get my point across directly and indirectly to make sure you know that you've wronged me and that I expect an apology, and if you don't give me the apology, I become passive-aggressive or cancel your out when I'm around you until you admit that you are at fault.

---- The situation went from bad to shitty in the afternoon. The sour mood carried over to work which I consider the dumbest thing ever. How childish. A grown man acting up. His snide comments were coupled with the silent treatment he loved to inflict on me the most. If not that, his passive-aggressive attitude kept on pushing me to the brink of insanity. How can someone so powerful and successful be so petty? It’s nuts. And why am I egging him on? Why am I responding to the pettiness? Because I can. And I want to.