Dear co-worker,
I know what I'm doing. I really really do. You don't have to interrupt my conversations with other people to make sure I'm doing the right thing.
Really.
I may not be totally on the ball, sharp as a tack, and poised to leap, sir, leap into action, but DAMMIT I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING! And I don't appreciate being instructed on how to do things that I already know how to do, especially when I haven't asked for your input.
extremely disgruntled,
S.
I know what I'm doing. I really really do. You don't have to interrupt my conversations with other people to make sure I'm doing the right thing.
Really.
I may not be totally on the ball, sharp as a tack, and poised to leap, sir, leap into action, but DAMMIT I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING! And I don't appreciate being instructed on how to do things that I already know how to do, especially when I haven't asked for your input.
extremely disgruntled,
S.
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My eight year old is a bit of a control freak. I get ten more years to try to dial that down to an acceptable level, and then after that I'm afraid it will be up to her college roomies, friends, lovers, and co-workers. I'm fighting the good fight! Never say "Die"!
Anyway, please accept my condolences for the hard day at the office, and know that at least this came from it - you gave me a giggle and brightened my day.