I don't even know where to start with this. I am so upset. I need advice on how to handle this. I am not trying to offend anyone. I was at work the other day and somebody was asking this guy to tell a joke. The guy asked, "A safe for work joke, or not safe for work joke?". Of course, they wanted a not safe for work joke. I am in the military and am used to this. I can handle raunchy jokes, although I don't appreciate them , but I can deal with them and just get the job done. Anyway, everybody said let's hear a funny joke. The stupid kid, I am having trouble even typing this, went on to say that the funniest jokes are about dead babies. WTF? I couldn't believe my ears. I froze. I started shaking and didn't know what to do. Some people said that wasn't a funny topic, but nobody really was offended. Another girl told him it wasn't funny and he continued to say that its the funniest topic and didn't understand why nobody else agreed. I finally just said shut up. It was all I could do. He stopped after he realized I was offended, but I don't feel that it was enough. I want to kill him. I want to punch him in the face. I want him to feel an ounce of the pain that it caused me. No one really knows what happened to me at work, but it doesn't matter. Laughing about this is sick. I want to confront him. I want him to know what an idiot he is. I want to make him feel stupid. I want him to feel sorry for what he said. It's hard enough to get through each day without having some piece of S&#^ laugh about my baby in front of me. What should I do. I can't just leave it alone, it bothers me too much. But I need to handle it in a, at the least, semi-professional manner.
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