Unprofessional As Fuck?

Hardly.  That is, unless we decide to let her tell it.

I don’t know why some people can’t seem to grasp the concept that if you want someone to do you a favor, the last thing you want to do is treat that person like shit, call them names, or pretty much do anything negative to that person.  I often become subject to criticism whenever I refuse to do favors for people who treat me like absolute shit, like I’m supposed to just drop whatever the hell I’m doing just to help someone who clearly doesn’t deserve my time, efforts, or energy.  If someone wants to mistreat me when they want me to do them a favor, they’re going to have to realize that I’m not going to exert myself for them in any way.  If you want to treat me like shit, then don’t come to me for favors because there’s a very strong chance that I will refuse to help you.  I tend not to want to help those who are not deserving of my time or resources and I don’t care if people want to criticize me for it.  Consider me set in my ways.  I’m just not going to help anyone who is disrespectful to me.

Last week, Serena had the gall to refer to me as unprofessional because of what she perceived to have been my deliberate withholding of documentation from her, documentation that she was convinced was helpful to her in completing a report that she has to write.  Rest assured, I did no such thing, being that she already has all the same information that I had.  The difference is that the information that I recorded was written in relatively messy and indiscernible handwriting, though mind you, the content is effectively the same.  She just wouldn’t be able to read it or make heads or tails out of what I had written.  I’m not withholding a damn thing from her and as one can imagine, I did not take too kindly to her bold and misguided accusation that I am unprofessional. 

Given my penchant for writing, I would have taken everything that I had written (as messy and illegible as it might have been), formed sentences from it all, and created a solid typed foundation that she could have used in writing her own report.  It’s all writing at the end of the day, I’m being paid to do it, and I enjoy it.  It’s not work, at least not for me, not in the slightest.  She is fully aware of this, of my affinity for writing even when it’s not for any of my own reports, but apparently this did nothing to prevent her from still referring to me as unprofessional.     

So, what am I to do?  I can’t just let someone call me names and talk shit about me and then help them out, as I pretend that they didn’t just disrespect me moments earlier.  I’m not wired to operate that way.                     

I am writing this entry as a means of venting and rarely do I resort to being uncouth in my writing here, but fuck, enough is enough.  This is the type of shit that I don’t need plaguing my life, especially at work.  I’m just tired of this shit and I don’t need the headache that it brings.

Fuck that.