This doesn't have to do with anything really. No I mean it. Unless you recognize your behaviour.
At work or avocation:
Ok so someone comes to you with a computer problem (or, in my last incarnation a translation or literary crit problem) and you answer them.
Only you don't make your answer nicey nicey. You point out where they ran off the track. Crash.. Not rudely, just bluntly. Directly.
And they cry. Or complain to someone about how rude you are. And they tell on you. NO shit. You become "not customer service oriented"
Can I tell you something about customer service oriented--I ain't. You got a problem, I fix it. I don't care about your psyche. I'm not going to call you an Luser, tho you might wonder if I think you are. Don't. My opinion shouldn't matter to you. If I can fix your problem--THAT should matter. I'm there to do a job--that's all. NOT hold your hand, not make your ego feel good. I'm there to be efficient. Your opinion doesn't matter to me. BUT you are the ones who whine and get the person who fixed your damn network fired because they don't act like a girl. Network boys act the same way and they get no grief--they are knowledgable and succint.
Fuck that. Do you want it fixed or not? If you want your delicate ego stroked, go to a therapist. It's not up to me to deal with your inadequacies. But when the network dies--I'll stay awake and working until it's fixed--what's that worth?
And act like a girl--what the hell is that? Just because you are a ma-un I have to tilt my head and bat my eyes? Wrong--not if you are attempting to blow apart my Firewall or if you call installing a program an emergency. I don't care who you are. Why should I talk differently to you than any ma-un would? You came to me for an answer, and you get a succint one. That's it. I happen to have a very large dick, just not with me.
You also don't have to be careful with me--you have a problem--step in, I'll listen UNLESS I'm in the middle of a disaster then you'll need to go away. That's all, just priorities. And if it's ignorence, then I'm happy to share what I know--but coming in blaming and honking at me for your damn screen saver when I work on SERVERS is right out. Geez and saying the NETWORK IS DOWN to EVERYONE when you just didn't log in is grounds for incineration.
Relationships:
Don't ever be a girl and earn more than your boy--it traumatizes them. Fuck that too. I got a masters and worked full time while doing so and graduated with honors--so now I should reign in my ambition and paycheck? Nope.
Don't ever let them know you're smart--so what if they're stupid? Why would I want them? Yeah, as soon as a lotta boys know I know stuff they run away. FINE. piss on ya--I got cats.
Get really big boobs--aw get really big testicles would ya? Yeah, fill up my body with a foreign substance that hardens and poisens your body just to fit some freakin super model ideal. Right--and how long would that logic work on the male population? Fuck that too. Sex is between your ears--if you got anything between your ears.
Don't be intense--oh no no no. Don't get angry, just smile and nod. WRONG. Why can't I be angry? It's not feminine. So who the fuck defined feminine? I suggest a re-definition.
Feminine=brains--there you go.
And while I'm at it--
I am a nice person and I want to be. I'm sentimental and swoopy and loving and all that rot. I enjoy helping people. I do volunteer work and babysit. If you're hurting I want to hear and help. But god help me I'm honest.
I wear big boots for stomping. so there. And I like dresses and makeup and smart boys and cats and children. I'm a good friend, staunch defender and you should just DEAL.
or go away.
And hey--if you aren't frightened email me for a date..... but be smart.
(1-22-2000 addendum: A nice gentleman on a tentacled mailing list pointed out that it is now too late to ask me for a date...yep, this was written in 1998 and while my general sentiments haven't changed --well I'm a bit nicer now that I don't work for the fluffy pink bunnies in my own version of Hell anymore, I have succumbed to the affections of a unix god who doesn't scare easily.)