dissed no more
After much thought and aggravation, I'm going to go back to my original feelings of superiority. Shocking, I know, but remember back to a year or two ago when I was constantly being told that I wasn't good enough (even as a human being) to deserve basic respect at work from that company? Well, those feelings have been coming back.
That old job just won't die because I have so many friends who still work there. I've tried to listen sympathetically, but I can't do it anymore. Why? Oh nothing selfish or hateful. It's more like PTS. See, my understanding is that a vet who hears a car backfire and flips out is actually reliving the particular gun shots that his or her brain has accidentally heard. They relive that moment again and again. At least, that's what TV says and we all know TV is always right.
So when I hear about people in the same situation that I was in back there, I feel it again... and again and again. And it's causing me much undue stress. Now add to that people who think they deserve those basic considerations more than I did and you get something that does turn a little bit ugly. I feel like saying "Hey, remember me? I set up every process they use now. They had to redesign their entire department because I left." Or "BTW, my bachelor of science in aerospace engineering is from the 8th ranked undergraduate program in the country."
And I'm not usually a horn tooter. This defensive reaction is weird and ugly and I hate it. But I'm a bit tired of feeling dissed by people in my extended family (you know, the friends+ ranking). Basic respect is something that particular company fails to provide. Don't let it spread. Just because your boss/coworker/acquaintance/who-the-fuck-ever is an asshat, don't pay that kind of shit forward.
Respect the fern. She earned it.
Then again (and goddamn nature for making me a libra!), I hate when people rest on their laurels. As it turns out, I'm not particularly dumb, just lackadaisical and preferring to complete things in my own time. Remember that I left school IN my last semester and returned 5 years later to finish those last 8 hours? Well that turned out to be wonderful because I got to take those two linguistic classes just for fun.
Oops, digression. So anyway, as it turns out, the first exam I took for Oracle DBA-dom is still valid. Which means, dear reader, that even though it's been another 5 years, I am only one exam from getting an Oracle PL/SQL Developer OCA certification.
That old job just won't die because I have so many friends who still work there. I've tried to listen sympathetically, but I can't do it anymore. Why? Oh nothing selfish or hateful. It's more like PTS. See, my understanding is that a vet who hears a car backfire and flips out is actually reliving the particular gun shots that his or her brain has accidentally heard. They relive that moment again and again. At least, that's what TV says and we all know TV is always right.
So when I hear about people in the same situation that I was in back there, I feel it again... and again and again. And it's causing me much undue stress. Now add to that people who think they deserve those basic considerations more than I did and you get something that does turn a little bit ugly. I feel like saying "Hey, remember me? I set up every process they use now. They had to redesign their entire department because I left." Or "BTW, my bachelor of science in aerospace engineering is from the 8th ranked undergraduate program in the country."
And I'm not usually a horn tooter. This defensive reaction is weird and ugly and I hate it. But I'm a bit tired of feeling dissed by people in my extended family (you know, the friends+ ranking). Basic respect is something that particular company fails to provide. Don't let it spread. Just because your boss/coworker/acquaintance/who-the-fuck-ever is an asshat, don't pay that kind of shit forward.
Respect the fern. She earned it.
Then again (and goddamn nature for making me a libra!), I hate when people rest on their laurels. As it turns out, I'm not particularly dumb, just lackadaisical and preferring to complete things in my own time. Remember that I left school IN my last semester and returned 5 years later to finish those last 8 hours? Well that turned out to be wonderful because I got to take those two linguistic classes just for fun.
Oops, digression. So anyway, as it turns out, the first exam I took for Oracle DBA-dom is still valid. Which means, dear reader, that even though it's been another 5 years, I am only one exam from getting an Oracle PL/SQL Developer OCA certification.