You should come visit me. I regularly wear a long black dress, but with flat heels and a braid. Teenagers come into the museum and say some version of, "Cool! You're a hippie." I'd wear my hair in puff balls but it just won't puff. TMW: you realize you can't go back to live in Texas after college because even with curlers and a can of spray net, your hair will just not get big enough to garner respect.
TMW: You’re playing Fallout 76 and you’re getting your ass kicked by level 30 mutants with your level 25 weapons, and you go back to your settlement and learn that you have to actually MAKE stronger weapons, you can’t just upgrade it.
Tmw the level of disrespect is almost comical. Im used to being mistaken as a student and not a degreed librarian. Im also used to being passed over by very conservative people (i kid you not, if its me and a white coworker at the desk, some people will go to them and wait there even if the coworker is busy and on the phone and ignore me when i try to help them). THIS time was the same thing. Older woman goes to my coworker for very specific legal resources. Coworker was struggling, so i went to the law section and found the resource book. Lady still didnt acknowledge me and asks coworker for a specific ordinance. Coworker was struggling, so i found the ordinance, 1 for the city and 1 for her township. I happened to leave out a letter when HANDWRITING the township name and she says "this probably isnt it. She spelled the name wrong so im not taking this" My coworker says "the correct township is printed at the top here" Lady still doesnt acknowledge me or even thanked me. She thanked my coworker and left. Oy vey
I find my mind moving quickly from what state do you live in to what century do your customers live in? I realise you've not sought advice but would respectfully suggest discussions about strategies with your colleagues so they don't inadvertently reinforce that kind of nonsense, though that too can be exhausting. Best of luck with it.
That and taking the high road is so much easier, with so little traffic and all. Myself, I’m too vindictive a person to let something like that slide. I’d offer some suggestions for your next encounter, but they might get you fired. We don’t want that.
Is it possible your co-worker gives off a sense of being older and possibly wiser, and maybe you come across as youthful and inexperienced, maybe a bit flippant? Imagine if you will a scenario—you're a regular person wanting some information and you walk into a university and ask. Someone says "Oh, ask the professor, he'll know", and waves toward a pair of men standing nearby talking. One is stately and distinguished, wearing a tweed jacket with elbow patches and has greying temples, and the other looks like he works at Starbucks and probably plays Nintendo all day. Which one do you assume must be the professor? Or maybe the coworker is extroverted and gives off that friendly open vibe and you might have body language that says "Please don't approach or speak to me, I'm feeling especially introverted today."
Coworker is older (every full time staffer here is older than me ecxpet for 1 person)... But we were both busy at the time, and both seated at the desk. I happened to notice the lady standing there and greeted her but she approached my coworker and started talking to her. Recently learned this saying yesterday: man ska inte döma hunden efter håren (dont judge a dog by its fur). I joked that it is totally applicable to my job, in the sense of "dont just a (LITERAL) book by its cover". Didnt expect to apply it to myself
How frustrating, JT. Some people are so stuck in their own heads and those heads are so deeply tucked into dark crevasses on another part of their bodies that one wonders how they function at all. Last time I bought a car, the young man filling out the paperwork kept deferring to my husband and ignoring me. My man finally said, "In case you didn't notice, she's the one who did the test drive, asked the questions, and closed the deal. She'll also be signing the check. I'm just here to drive her other car home." The look on that young man's face and the look on the face of the supervisor who overheard the exchange... I suspect a stern talking-to ensued after we left.
I've been ignored before like that. Next time, randomly scream, 'EVERYONE GET DOWN!' and duck. Or hit the person. Or kiss them. Wait, wait, don't do that. Those are bad ideas.
I'm surprised you would help her out there. In my job I get a lot of abuse too. I generally leave them alone if they don't have a good reason (if it's a personality disorder, see you later). No reason to help people who won't appreciate you, in a weird way, they'll hate you more for your help. Though the hardest ones are the people who have suffered childhood trauma so they just hate men in general. I don't have the heart to be callous, but it's not fun getting verbally abused for something you can't control or change. So it's a bit of a dilemma.
... you make a choice for your evening film, spend 30 minutes (no exaggeration) going back and forth through your collection of DVDs looking for it, and eventually come to the conclusion you don’t own it, despite being convinced to the contrary.
That moment when you forget a whole section of a recipe. I was making a casserole and it was already in the stove when I remembered the last step (mixing some eggs with yoghurt and heavy cream and pouring it over). After some frantic stirring and pouring at least everything is where it's suposed to be now. So, hopefully no harm done.
Those last minute desperate saves. I've had to stop cooking a recipe a few times to run to the store for something I forgot. It always worked out though. Hope yours does.
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Thanks, luckily everything turned out to be alright in the end . I like both. Now and then, I find cooking quite relaxing. And up to the point where I remembered, it actually was .
Depending on how you look at it at the time, it can be either stressful or a little adventure, and then you've got these cool stories to remember afterwards.
TMW you realize your favorite day of the year is January 2, when all this forced "celebratory spirit" is over.
