Rage Against Suburban Zombie-ism
Monday, August 10, 2009
Call me a "product of my environment", a "fan of personal justice", or what have you, but I literally hafta bite on my tongue when I as much as even hear about someone with whom I have beef with.
Example: I, along with a handful of others, received an email from C, a mutual friend. This friend was wondering whether or not we knew anyone with certain qualifications for a contract job working directly with T.
Despite my rusty second language skills, I have no doubt that I met the criterion. However, I cannot stand T and I would not subject myself to work with someone like that!
I don't recall the specifics, but 1 personal run-in + a few observations were enough for me to form an opinion of him. What I do remember is that T thinks he's hot shit - when he's actually cold diarrhea, ha ha! - and walks 'round as though the world owes him this huge favour!
My knee-jerk response was to email C back and say, "Good luck trying to fill that position for that asshole!!!" However, I made a concerted effort and stopped myself. Maybe, just maybe, C + T were friends? After all, I'm not that tight with either! C is a very decent person, so I'd hope & pray that he'd have a good enough sense not to be friend's with T, but whatevs. That's none of my business.
Anyway, am I the only one with this problem of swallowing any animosity when I actually bump into these pricks? And btw, why is it that all of these assholes are actually people in positions with even a smidgen of "power"? As if their heads aren't inflated enough!
Hopefully all these people will be figured out soon enough...
Labels: dealing with pricks assholes
posted by Stephania at 8:07 pm
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