I completely feel you here, Geoff. I don’t think you and the postal worker were on the same page AT ALL, though. He was more like my dad. Or maybe that was my filter talking…but when people would let my dad know the way he was speaking to me was hurtful, or some variation of this, he was always super regretful and humble in their presence, but as soon as they would leave, I would get it 10x worse. I was afraid if I spoke up that would be the young woman’s fate.

Some people are subtle in their misogynistic or narcissistic tendencies, some are blatant. This man was pretty flagrantly bellowing his true nature all over the room. :)

BTW that cartoon is fantastic, too. I do database management and I know how it is when someone walks in and moves you even for a second off of what you’re working on and it all flies out the window.

So frustrating. My previous boss didn’t allow “good morning” to be uttered when someone arrived at work and I used to think that was so rude! I worked in grant management then, and she explained that since she arrived first, and there were 12 of us, to be interrupted 11 times, when it takes a good chunk of time to refocus on the details of what she was working on, pretty much canceled out her entire day.

I get that now.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.