I know I'm not the only one who wonders where the respect has gone. Where the simple words "Thank You" have gone. Especially from the younger taking over generation. Let me tell you my most recent recognition for this. Grrrrrrrr..
Teens! Or kids in their 20's that act like disrespectful teens.
In the kind of work I do I work with many. And these kids think they owe no respect towards you what so ever. These kids think their shit doesn't stink. And that you owe them respect before they owe you even a handshake of an introduction.
This just stands out for now. My example is this little hoity toity bitch that really is trailer trash but she comes from a long line of it. And coming from a small town that's a big thing. That's what makes you popular here. My line of trailer trash is longer then yours! argh.
Oh that's something to be proud of.
Where I come from it's an insult to be trash.
I guess when I get around people that are like this. They know I won't take crap from them. They feel I can see right through them. There for they ignore me. And it's frustrating when you have to work together. And from the get-go they are rude to you. They are two-faced. And befriend everyone fakely around you. And cast you to the side. Openly!. Like they joke around with people and when you walk up they shut up and walk away.
In this certain case I have been nothing but nice and helpful to this little bitch. And not once have I received a "thank you" from her. Over and over again this happens. And it's little things. Like helping her do her side work so we can leave. Or taking food to one of her tables to help her when she's swamped. But yet she intends for everyone to think she does do this by thanking everyone but me for doing something. So they don't see that she doesn't do it towards me. They just think she is the sweetest thing that walked into their lives.
Here's where "Karma" will hopefully take over and people will see her for what she is. She has been fired from many a job but the scary thing is is that she hasn't screwed over the important kiss ass people yet. I pray the day comes that she screws over the boss and it's noticed. I feel that she talks behind my back to them trying to discourage them from befriending me and as young as they are they might follow. But they are the majority of where I work.
I'm used to being called "momma" almost everywhere I have worked by the younger kids. I usually get along with them all. I can deal with all sorts of personalities. This one is going to be a challenge. But then again I will NOT be there when she has the need for my expertise . And when that day comes. I will feel so good about it. :)
Ok that bitchout is done for the day... whew!
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
No Southern Hospitality Left
I moved to the south in 1989 from California and it's been a letdown ever since. The obvious answer to your first question is that I can't afford to move back. I'm stuck here and it sucks. I come from a place where I had many friends to a place that in almost 20 years I have made only two friends. And one of them isn't even from here. I have found that most women my age here are fake. They think they are better then the average. They are out to backstab anyone they come into contact with unless that person has a ton of money.
I come from a place that people were down to earth. Mellow and accepting of many different races and personalities. I can see some southern mannerisms are helpful to have. But I find most of them fake. ie. My husband was born and raised here in middle Tenn. and his favorite conclusion to his heavenly abode is that "God created Tenn. first" and my response is "Yeah then he realized he fecked up and created the rest of the world" I see nothing proud of being from the south in other words.
From the first time I went to look for a job in the south I had a hard time. One of the ladies actually said "when you've lived here for 6 months and we know your going to stay we might think about interviewing you for a job" I had 12 years experience for a job that I made $24.00 an hour in California and here they were offering $7.00 an hour. Like I was going to fight for that income? I think not. I chose another path.
In all these years I have found every single one of them to be fake,rude, and backstabbing drama bitches.
Skipping to now 2008. I still find them this way. I have a new job in a small town and work with more bi-polar people then I ever knew possible. I feel that I still don't fit in. I am a genuine person. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I try to help everyone that seems to need it but seem to just be in the way. I find people talk behind my back. I find that they go out of their way to get people to believe that I am something that I am not. I think they have a hard time believing that someone is real and genuine. I mean what I say. I say what I mean and I just want everyone to get along. What the hell is so wrong with that?
I'm used to people getting along. I'm used to people being mellow and friendly. I just hate it here and until my husband passes away I guess I am stuck here.
I think 20 years is long enough to give a place a chance. Until I can walk the beaches and suck in the salt air. I will be a lonely 50 year old with no friends because they just aren't genuine.
The southern hospitality is out the window.
I have been in several atmospheres. I have tried to be around all kinds of people and it all rolls back down hill to be a disappointment.
When I first moved here I worked where people came from all over the world and people told me that I was nice and sweet and wanted to know where I got my "southern hospitality" from. I told them from Southern California. Definately not from here. These are the rudest people I have ever met. The majority agreed that they hadn't met a nice person that was from here.
I rest my case.
Have a great day and try to be a genuinely nice person.
I come from a place that people were down to earth. Mellow and accepting of many different races and personalities. I can see some southern mannerisms are helpful to have. But I find most of them fake. ie. My husband was born and raised here in middle Tenn. and his favorite conclusion to his heavenly abode is that "God created Tenn. first" and my response is "Yeah then he realized he fecked up and created the rest of the world" I see nothing proud of being from the south in other words.
From the first time I went to look for a job in the south I had a hard time. One of the ladies actually said "when you've lived here for 6 months and we know your going to stay we might think about interviewing you for a job" I had 12 years experience for a job that I made $24.00 an hour in California and here they were offering $7.00 an hour. Like I was going to fight for that income? I think not. I chose another path.
In all these years I have found every single one of them to be fake,rude, and backstabbing drama bitches.
Skipping to now 2008. I still find them this way. I have a new job in a small town and work with more bi-polar people then I ever knew possible. I feel that I still don't fit in. I am a genuine person. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I try to help everyone that seems to need it but seem to just be in the way. I find people talk behind my back. I find that they go out of their way to get people to believe that I am something that I am not. I think they have a hard time believing that someone is real and genuine. I mean what I say. I say what I mean and I just want everyone to get along. What the hell is so wrong with that?
I'm used to people getting along. I'm used to people being mellow and friendly. I just hate it here and until my husband passes away I guess I am stuck here.
I think 20 years is long enough to give a place a chance. Until I can walk the beaches and suck in the salt air. I will be a lonely 50 year old with no friends because they just aren't genuine.
The southern hospitality is out the window.
I have been in several atmospheres. I have tried to be around all kinds of people and it all rolls back down hill to be a disappointment.
When I first moved here I worked where people came from all over the world and people told me that I was nice and sweet and wanted to know where I got my "southern hospitality" from. I told them from Southern California. Definately not from here. These are the rudest people I have ever met. The majority agreed that they hadn't met a nice person that was from here.
I rest my case.
Have a great day and try to be a genuinely nice person.
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