Who Raised These People?

Wednesday, June 27, 2012
As noted in the douchenozzle post below, I've been noticing a trend in the people I've been exposed to lately that prompts me to ask, over and over, "Who raised these people?"

My word is my bond


When I give my word about something, that means that I have made a commitment to follow through on whatever it is that I've promised. Asking me again and again to change my mind after my word has been given says something not only about you, but about your opinion regarding my integrity. Something I do not appreciate, by the way.

You're not a special snowflake


No, you're really not. The rules do, in fact, apply to you, and you don't deserve special treatment because you might be inconvenienced by doing things the way everyone else in your community does them. You want to make a change? Fine - do the work necessary, and make the change apply to everyone, not just your own special self.

Mind your own beeswax, you presumptive motherfucker


If we're not friends, if I don't work for you, if you're not my professional mentor, if I don't respect you, then you should not presume to counsel me on my career arc. Because, you see, I'm not here for your personal convenience, and I don't give a good goddamn what you think.

Wake me when you run out of excuses

Gender diversity and feminism matter to me. This is not a secret. So if you have a history - a personal, documented history - of hiring only men in your organization, relying on the old trope that "women just don't apply for these jobs" as your excuse probably isn't going to prevent me from thinking you're a misogynistic asshat. The reason why is left as an exercise for the class.

Just because I'm a misanthrope doesn't mean you're not a ginormous knob 


It's true.I'm something of a misanthrope. I have little time and shorter patience for your shenanigans, and I'm not above speaking publicly about what a dumbass you are. And that might be considered poor manners in some circles. But it doesn't negate the fact that you are, in fact, a ginormous knob.

NOW GET OFF MY LAWN.

4 comments:

Nathan said...

TFGS?

Janiece said...

Among others.

Carol Elaine said...

One of my new bosses and I were recently discussing how, when we were younger, we wouldn't speak up for ourselves and how that has definitely changed over the years. He tried to come up with an explanation for it, whereupon I answered, "I don't know about you, but for me, it's that I'm getting too old and too impatient to deal with other people's BS." His response? "Yep, that's exactly it."

Anne C. said...

Yeah, my initial thought for the middle beef was TFGS too.