Some people just need to always
be right. They live for the thrill of the moment when they are able to tell
you, uh, uh uh… this should be written/done/handled this way. It’s cute really
that some people are THAT much concerned with looking at what everyone else
does rather than focus on what they do.
Hey, don’t get me wrong, it’s not
that I don’t appreciate the helping hand if I typoed myself. It’s just that you
don’t have to be a dick about it.
In every single place I’ve worked
at, I’ve seen people like this and they continue to survive because they point
out other people’s flaws. In part to help, godbless them, and in part to look
away from their own plate and their own work because it’s always a little
harder and a little more unpleasant to point out your very own brand of fuck
up.
So why am I writing this? Because
I suspect that if anyone still reads this blog, they’ve felt the frustration of
having to breathe deep and thank some jackoff who noticed a mistake you’d done.
I just had my dose of this and this person has done this often… and I’m just
itching for that next time they fuck up, because maybe, just maybe, I’ll say,
you know what you would say right now? And tell them what they’d say, only to
finish with. But since I’m me, and I’m not such a shallow superficial diaper
stain, I’ll just send the work with the correction and be happy for a job well
done without treating you like a dog, since you obviously don’t need any more
shit on your face. Tootles.
For now though, zen moment,
breathe and remember, this shit job does not define me… or you. So smile and
enjoy the week.
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