You know the ones I mean. The ones that tell you everything you must do, and then, when you try to do it, snatch it out of your hands and do it themselves. Because you just can’t be trusted to do it right. And bitch about how you are not doing it right.
I am so very sick of those kind of people. My Mom was one. Every time I tried to make my bed, she would snatch it away from me and tell me, very meanly, how I was doing it wrong.
Now I work with a whole bunch of people like that. And so does my sister, because god help me, I got her a job there.
So. All Republicans, of course. They are the champions of telling other people how they are doing it wrong.
And yet, and yet, they come ask me how to do things. All the time. To the point where it fills up my day and takes away from my work. I get my work done in spite of them though.
I just refuse to work with them anymore. No, I won’t move furniture and big boxes with you anymore because you have somebody coming to clean the carpet. No I won’t do that. Because you will hurt me moving furniture and then you will bitch about the fact that I have a bad back.
Sorry for rant. This was a very difficult day for both my sister and me. They didn’t treat us well. And now that I finally decided to stick up for myself self a little bit, they are going WHOA aren’t we testy?
Yeah, I am testy. I am tired and my back hurts and they made me move furniture and boxes all day.
I am an accounting assistant, this isn't in my job description. Not that I am against doing things that are not in my job description, but they KNOW I have a bad back. They don’t care, apparently.
And if you want me to do this, then you better not snatch stuff out of my hands and do it yourself and mutter about how nothing gets done right around here. I do my best, and if you don’t like it, fire me.
Rant over. I’m really very pissed right now.