I've decided that I'm not going to be nearly as Nice anymore. Not stark raving Evil either, but if you piss me off with unacceptable boorish behavior or continue to blight my life with your poor choices, I'm gonna let you know and it will probably smart.
I used to be this way. I used to have a very low tolerance for shit. Hence a rather extensive list of ex-boyfriends. I'm certain the reason Mr. Black made it through the guantlet is that he, too, has a very low threshold for annoyance. In fact, he relishes his workplace nic-name, Arrogant Bastard.
When let loose on some hapless dolt, I feel better and my blood pressure is low normal.
Being Nice is foreign to me and requires Great Effort. Apparently, it is also toxic.
The Being Nice Personality Disorder is easily traced back to my College of Nursing. One Must Always Be Nice to Patient and Families. Regardless of whatever stupidity they have brought/wrought upon themselves. Door Mat professionalized.
I have been understudying my Boss. She is extremely professional in her demeanor, but she also espouses the notion of Personal Responsibility. In essence, we all screw up from time to time, but it can usually be traced back to our own failure to accept or fulfill responsibility. It's an Accountabilty thing.
Seems to me, a big chunk of Being Nice is a bastardization of Political Correctness. Great concept, poor implementation. Respect and Acknowledge Differences, but dare not Qualify or Apply Values. Some behaviors are simply Unacceptable and should be acknowledged as such. Society has different levels of malfeasance: felonies; misdemeanors; and civil or tort issues. I think we should have the same for everyday social encounters.
Bad grade because you played and did not study? The Bad Grade should be punishment enough, but many people are not capable of Cause and Effect connections. They should not be allowed to re-take the test. And their grade,as well as request to have it expunged should be dutifully documented with some sort of minor citation. At our house, failure to do home work is punishable by loss of privileges and a substantial cash fine, "Because if you choose to act like a delinquent, we will treat you like one."
Forward me stupid chain emails promising me riches or death if I "do not fwd this to at least 10 friends" and you will be blocked from my email for a period of weeks with a notice of your transgression and penalty fwd'd to all the other hapless email addy's afflicted with your time suck crap. Keep up the fwd's and we'll see how long you have 10 friends.
Cut in line at grocery store, bank, where ever? You must go to the end of the line and will pay a 5% penalty. In the world of hidden cameras everywhere, video documentation of boorish behavior should be easy to enough to obtain.
This week, I have taken to 'sharing' my annoyance and irritation with sources of said misery. Guess what? My blood pressure is coming down!
Couldn't bother to get me the required Cubbie advancements for the end of the year picnic? Too bad, you, Adult Leader, have some esplainin' to do to the boys and parents who did not receive the advancements they worked so hard on. I'll sit back and watch you squirm on this one. Not like I didn't email you all friggin last week requesting said info. Your whining ass excuse? "I work........" Well so do I, fucktard, and I even manage to get your rotten Demon Spawn kids to school on time everyday in carpool. I believe I managed over 120 hrs of combined clinic and on-call hours during the previous 2 weeks, plus car pool, plus Scouts, plus various Other Duties as Assigned, so don't give me any lame ass "But I work....."
I addressed the Troll behind the Front Desk at my physician's office thusly. She was and is a troll better suited to World of Warcraft than dealing with the public. After being suitably shitty to me re: my insurance cards, I called my gal pal, whose husband is the CEO of said HMO/largest regional health care enterprise from the waiting area and tattled. Loudly. Petty? Of course! I think HMO members deserve better service for our $10 co-pay+ premiums. My family rarely uses medical services, so we are a cash cow for the medical practices. I neither expect nor want bowing or obsequiousness, but common courtesy and civility.
For the imbeciles who tried to take my blood pressure with cuff far too large for a petite but curvy girl x2, they earned Special Mention. Twice the dolts for the price of one! Yay!! Econo-Care! I called another gal pal whose husband is a partner physician in the medical grp. I foresee a remedial vital signs class. Big Cuffs for Big Biceps. Medium cuffs for Medium people. Child cuffs for those adults with wasting conditions or eating disorders. Liking ice cream, I'm a Medium Girl, myself.
The real piss-off? I'm an RN. Obviously, I have close ties to this practice and the local medical community. And this is the quality of care I received. What about the poor schlep off the street?
I have also quit carpool. Never Again. Nope.
I admitted to my older son, Mr. Presidential Academic Achievement Award ( twisted irony is it's supposed to be very elitist based on national scores, grades, etc. and the incumbent President is clearly a C- student) last year and this year's Most Improved Student, that I was ambivalent, at best, regarding his latest academic "accomplishment". He earned a very respectable 4.0 this term, including phys ed, cello, and Latin/German.The boy is many things, but athletic prowess is not amongst his skill set so we are stunned an amazed at that grade! But isn't it amazing what merely doing and turning in one's homework can accomplish? To refresh, Dear Readers, Mr. Gifted College Level Reading Comprehension and Award Winning Student Writer very nearly failed 6th grade Literature and Composition for failure to complete and turn in assignments because they were "boring". If he thinks that's boring, he should try the drive through window, 8hrs a day asking, "Would you like fries with that?"
Being in a bitchy mood and not keen on repeating the academic "challenges"of this school year, I'm framing and hanging the dubious distinction of Most Improved Student over his desk. Not wanting to diminish his achievement, but honestly, the kid did it for the money and to impress a girl. Dad challenged him to earn the 4.0 required to bring his GPA to a 3.2 for end of year and would pay the Boy double the Fines Imposed, if successful. And rumor has it Bekah doesn't like dumb asses who can't be bothered to do their homework. I like Bekah, already.
I'm a Cranky Assed Bitch and proud of it! Diva? No. I do not expect Perfection of myself, my children, or the service industry. I do, however, expect civility and personal accountabilty in daily interactions. If you cannot or will not provide such, you will incur my ire and that's a bad place to be.
My b/p was a lovely 132/74 this am, with properly sized medium cuff. With coffee. See? It works.
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