Just nice

As I heard her voice heading toward our office door, I stopped, breathed in and said a little prayer...'God I need your help today, give me patience'. There are so many days when I need to ask for patience. I feel like I often get stuck with all of the wacko's in the world. I feel like other people see me as a girl who can put up with anybody, talk with anybody and who is just happy and nice. I really don't like the word nice. Not sure why. It just bugs me. But when people think I'm just nice, I'm really just screaming inside. Right now I'm screaming inside, 'Get this girl who is sitting 2 feet away to just shut up!!" I am working up the courage to go talk to my Supervisor about her. A lot of people have been telling me that I should. I know that I should. But I don't want to go in there and cry about it. I don't want to cause trouble but I can't sit here and take it anymore - I'll let you know how it goes.