My day has been relatively shitty so far. The Princess made another attempt to micromanage me this morning and the top of my head almost blew off. Considering the lack of sleep and serious overdose of caffeine I'm operating on, I don't even know if I mean that figuratively.
Apparently, last Friday, the packets I mailed to a pharmaceutical company got mislabeled. An email was sent to the project manager (who I am fine with, in case you were curious) and the PM sent and email to the Princess and me, asking who had put the packets together. I had, and I replied that I pulled the forms from the usual place and couldn't explain how the packets were sent to the wrong addresses. Well, the PM was as baffled as I, but didn't yell at me, or talk to me like I am 4 years old. That is why I'm OK with her.
A couple of minutes later I get an email from the Princess. I should mention that the Princess DOES NOT currently handle this project. She's supposed to, but she's not yet ready to take it back. Add this to the fact that she hasn't been retrained on the process, and you can see why I would think she should keep herself out of the situation, right? Nope. I get this:
Going forward please double check the Shipping Request Form before you take it to XXX; I don’t know if you have the form with the mailing information already typed out and saved down on your desk top, if so, can you make sure you update to the correct address shown below. Thank you.
And now I'm going to yell. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THE PROCESS! DON'T ACT LIKE MY SUPERVISOR WHEN A) YOU'RE NOT, AND B) YOU WOULDN'T EVEN TALK TO ME WHEN YOU HAD A PROBLEM WITH MY BEHAVIOR! STOP ASSERTING YOUR NONEXISTENT AUTHORITY. I KNOW YOU'RE THREATENED BY MY COMPETENCE! End yelling.
I know that the email seems innocuous, but it's just another thing to add to my list. I can't stand passive-aggressive bullshit.
Showing posts with label anger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anger. Show all posts
19 June 2008
22 May 2008
Why I Want to Hit People
Why does it bother me if some people I work with won't acknowledge my existence? For example: there is this girl who will barely avoid running me over, and NOT SAY ANYTHING! What the fuck, people? Did she think she had just nimbly avoided an invisible wall? And let me make this statement - I don't particularly like this girl and I have been known to make unkind comments about her gigantic ass and sub par weave. Yet I am still bothered by her refusal to make eye contact or mumble "excuse me" after almost bowling me over with her enormous backside.
Normally, I'm a "do unto others" person, but I find myself falling into the trap of expecting people to be nice to me - regardless of my behavior toward them. Hi, Queen of the Double Standard, here. What I don't understand is why I immediately go to a violent place. Why do I want to punch people? I just passed by this chick on my way to the bathroom and she (surprisingly) didn't make eye contact. My 1st thought was, "I could probably knock her on her dumpy ass with a swift uppercut." Completely unnecessary, no? Indeed.
I get that we all have violent thoughts - I used to imagine running over my ex-husbands new fiance with my car - but are these violent thoughts signs of a deeper issue? Do I not release my emotions enough? Can I, one day, be a good mediator even while I'm thinking about burying my fist in someone's face? Sure, why not? As I said, we all have violent thoughts. It's just a matter of NOT acting on them. Must. channel. anger.
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