What works, what doesn't...
Sep. 25th, 2006 03:20 pmIf every note you send me implicitly or explicitly reveals that you believe me to be an idiot, one note exclaiming how valuable I am to your team ain't going to fly. Just because I'm not wearing a skirt does not mean I can't tell when you are blowing smoke up it.
If I give a week's notice that I won't be available and you wait until the last minute to make arrangements, it ain't my fault. Now, if you fall on your sword and admit that you blew it, and are working hard to make it all right and understand that I'm not going to change my plans nor should I, then I'm not nearly as pissed and might even make some helpful suggestions.
I'm just saying.
If I give a week's notice that I won't be available and you wait until the last minute to make arrangements, it ain't my fault. Now, if you fall on your sword and admit that you blew it, and are working hard to make it all right and understand that I'm not going to change my plans nor should I, then I'm not nearly as pissed and might even make some helpful suggestions.
I'm just saying.
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Date: 2006-09-25 11:39 pm (UTC)I had a moment the other day where I said ever so sweetly to a co-worker, "Please don't assume I'm stupid." And I said it with a nice smile and walked away.
I hate idiots, unless I am making them realize how stupid they are. Then they are fun!