I said I DON'T FUCKING KNOW
Have you ever had someone ask you a question and not take "I don't know" for an answer? Happened yesterday. I say, "I don't know," and she stands there for another ten minutes repeating the question.
For fuck's sake! Is the answer going to come drizzling out of the goddamn ether as we sit here looking at each other?
No, it is not.
Am I going to suddenly admit that I DO know and have just been having a laugh?
No, I am not.
So why was she standing here trying to make me feel like an idiot, rather than going someplace to look up the answer herself? I'm busy here, doing my actual fucking job, of which answering her question is not part. I would gladly answer it if I knew, and I would gladly research it and give her the correct answer, were it relevant to my job. But it is not relevant to my job. It is not relevant to anything I do, and won't help me in the least to do it better.
And I should state that I absolutely hate the attitude of "it's not my job so I won't do it." I am more than happy to help out where I can. I am the one woman in my office who can replace the water bottle on the dispenser, so I never call our brawny (yeah, he's 150 pounds wet) maintenance guy to do it. I routinely answer and direct lots of questions that have nothing to do with me because I happen to have the desk closest to the door. (NO, I am not a fucking receptionist. Do I sound like a fucking people person to you?) But I am a utility player who can substitute and cover any number of different office functions in the building. And I'm called upon to do it. A lot. And I do it, happily. I'm a cheerful little team player, me. My co-workers love me. YES, THEY DO.
But when I say I don't fucking know something, DON'T STAND THERE LIKE A SUPPLICANT, STARING AT ME AND ASKING ME AGAIN AND AGAIN. Go fucking bug someone else, you tool.
For fuck's sake! Is the answer going to come drizzling out of the goddamn ether as we sit here looking at each other?
No, it is not.
Am I going to suddenly admit that I DO know and have just been having a laugh?
No, I am not.
So why was she standing here trying to make me feel like an idiot, rather than going someplace to look up the answer herself? I'm busy here, doing my actual fucking job, of which answering her question is not part. I would gladly answer it if I knew, and I would gladly research it and give her the correct answer, were it relevant to my job. But it is not relevant to my job. It is not relevant to anything I do, and won't help me in the least to do it better.
And I should state that I absolutely hate the attitude of "it's not my job so I won't do it." I am more than happy to help out where I can. I am the one woman in my office who can replace the water bottle on the dispenser, so I never call our brawny (yeah, he's 150 pounds wet) maintenance guy to do it. I routinely answer and direct lots of questions that have nothing to do with me because I happen to have the desk closest to the door. (NO, I am not a fucking receptionist. Do I sound like a fucking people person to you?) But I am a utility player who can substitute and cover any number of different office functions in the building. And I'm called upon to do it. A lot. And I do it, happily. I'm a cheerful little team player, me. My co-workers love me. YES, THEY DO.
But when I say I don't fucking know something, DON'T STAND THERE LIKE A SUPPLICANT, STARING AT ME AND ASKING ME AGAIN AND AGAIN. Go fucking bug someone else, you tool.
posted by Andraste at 11:20 AM
20 Comments:
"Tool" another great word. I am beginning to feel guilty about all the things that make me laugh in this blog knowing that they are things that bug the hell out you. Sorry, but the worse your day is, the funnier you are on here.
No need to apologize. That's the point. The whole thing is for "blowing off steam"...catharsis, if you will.
Yah! Want me to bite her for you? I will do so gladly. Let her try to ask me a question, I can I don't know her all day and never tire. You could always teach her to fetch.
You were pretty nasty to that poor schmuck over at Twenty's. Where is your famous milk of human kindness?
You have me confused with somebody else. And I wasn't all that nasty, but either the person is lying, or they've got an issue with boundaries. Either way...
It seems to me that you are "blaming the victim", rather surprising coming from a woman. I do not get the impression that he considers himself to be a victim though.
I do not understand these: "issues with boundaries" you refer to. Care to inform?
I like Gene Hackman as well. He is quite good in Scarecrow!
Definitely not blaming the victim. If this person were indeed victimized, (not convinced, still think he/she was trying to be funny) then the parties responsible should be strung up by their genitals for doing that to a child. Not blaming this person for the events....but definitely saying that you DO NOT go on line and confess your deep, dark traumas to the world. The comments section of a humor blog is NOT the place to be looking for therapy. Haven't you ever met someone who within the first ten minutes of your acquaintance tells you their scary shit? Don't you find that weird and a little desperate? It's like wearing a big sign that says "I'm damaged, and anyone who befriends me is going to have to deal with all my shit too." That's all I'm saying.
Oh, and yep, Gene rules.
His last post seems to point to a humour element to it all.
I'm not sure that Gene rules, but he is good!
Yeh, I'm letting this one rest in peace.
I like your blog and thanks for stopping by my blog. I noticed that you are from Boston, are you also a Red Sox fan? I might have to avoid you then seeing I am a bitter Cardinals fan.
Hey there, mrshife, thanks for the kind words. Yes, I am a diehard Red Sox fan, as an old, crusty New Englander, yet harbor no ill-will towards the Cards for all the championships they took from us over the years. Always thought of you guys (team and fans) as a class act. Not like them damn Yankee fans...
thanks for reading!
New Englander, born and raised. Sawx fan, too. Yet again, they're fucking killing me--waiting until the end of the year to fritter it all away.
If I were an optimist, which would be sooo fucking exhausting, I'd say we still got a shot at beating the yankees this weekend and taking the crown.
(Instead, I'm going to pretend we got no shot, which will cause the gods to try and spite me, and thus guarantee victory!)
Happened last year. It can happen again.
I also bleed Black & Gold. And am so happy hockey's back. I think we're going to miss Knuble this year. And Rolston on the penalty kill.
we seem to be very much alike, you and I. I'm liking what I'm seeing. I don't like the black background, though. Really hurts my eyes.
Thanks, t.leach! Jeez, HAP is just a little love-fest today!
Yes, I also do bleed black & gold, being a good little Canuck from Maine. Though I'm trying to hold out this year, being that I'm still very pissed off at the NHL AND the players' union for the debacle last year. I'm playing hard to get...but they'll probably have me back by January. Damn them. Why do I love them so?
And the Sox, Bless them. I jumped ship during the ALCS last year and learned my lesson, so I'm remaining cautiously optimistic. Effing pitching, man!
Sorry about the black background, though I don't think I'll be changing it. It reflects the state of my soul.
Welcome to my hell!
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I guess my memory is a little short sighted because we did beat the Red Sox in 7 back in '46 and '67. I wasn't quite out of the womb yet. It all balances out though because I still follow the pathetic football team that left STL and moved to AZ, and you guys have the Patriots.
BTW, thanks for the link. I will return the favor.
Thanks, mrshife! And happy Friday.
For all my friends!
Oh, that's another movie that cracks me up beginning to end, Barfly.
Maine? I went to school up there!
Salut!
Maine is good. Bugger all going on up there these days besides the Sea Dogs, and some fabulous brew pubs in the Old Port, which is why I stayed in Boston after college. But it shore is purdy.
Slainte!
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