If I had more compassion, affection, and gentleness, would I be a little bit more warmhearted and content?
Should I have compassion for the person who asked me to write her report, then after discussion asked me to write a portion of it, then threatened to escalate to my boss if I didn't? (I didn't).
Should I have compassion for the person who asked me to write his paper, all of it, and did not want to put my name inside?
Should I have compassion for the person who took my work and disseminated it as though she did it?
I don't know. Maybe I could go to them with a heart filled with love and ask, why are you acting this way? Is there something you have going on in your life, anything I can help you with?
But what does that make me? Doesn't it make me a fool?
I'm not a nice person. What I do is I go to these guys' bosses and tell them, your person is messing with me and I don't appreciate it. Manage your people better. I know there are better ways to do things, but I don't honestly care about these people and I don't want to waste my time.
I don't mind helping someone who asks politely - someone who says, look I'm not great at this and would need you to help vet it to standard. But I don't like it when people say 'yea this is your job' when it really isn't. You think I'm stupid? A paper that doesn't contain my name is my job? A post-course report that you are tasked to write is my job? When I was younger and dumber, I did other people's work and never received any thanks. So now, try that on me and I will set you on fire.
So, I don't know. Maybe if I cared more. Maybe this is what happens when you work in an office. Maybe I should care more. I don't know. Looking forward to leaving.
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