Bitch, I didn’t invite you into this conversation…
Grrrrrrrr, I am so fucking tired of people stepping in and trying to do my job, trying to tell me how things that I am responsible for are going to be done, and I think I’ll kick the next person who talks over me in a meeting right in the fucking head!
Again, why did they hire me?!
Well, let me tell ya (again). Because I know what the fuck I am doing! (Besides, why didn’t you get the job then, hmmm?) I’d like to show you that I know what I am doing, but you won’t let me. Oh well, maybe someday, I’ll finally get my big break.
Here’s more on my wishlist:
- Freedom to use my talent as necessary
- Authority to have control over my responsibilities
- Others to shut the fuck up and listen
Pretty simple, eh? (I need to be a creative director.)