Rude, you play the pity me card when you see fit but then turn it off and remain the bully that you are. Case in point. You came from another department to help ours, your assignment, do a task to help us reach our goal quicker.
Instead you milked your over time by either working as slow as possible or texting on your phone loudly or taking personal calls. Your phone calls were a distraction to us all but only I spoke up.
- One of us put their head phones in.
- One of us has enabled your rude behavior for years and figures you will NEVER change, so no point in trying to reason.
- One of us is timid and afraid of confrontation.
- One of us is friendly to you to an extent and not 100% adjusted in their new role as supervisor.
- I, on the other hand, have my limits.
Most courteous people at the job, either talk quietly, keep it short or leave the room. YOU feel the need let everyone know your business. We know your husband is dying of cancer, we don’t need to know all the nitty gritty specifics, I particularly having just lost my Dad a month ago and am trying to move on (but still feel low being officially parentless). So when you kept repeating hospice and then felt the need to define it I reached a breaking point.
I can be short tempered (my wife has experienced my road rage) but for the most part I’ve learned to diffuse and handle a bad situation quietly. In this case I left the room twice before speaking to Ms Rude.
Quietly, calmly with no anger in my voice I stated; Diane, I understand the circumstances in regards to your husband and I’m very sorry but being that I recently lost my Dad in hospice and it’s dredging up feelings inside I’m trying to suppress making it hard to concentrate. Can you please, either talk a little more quietly or talk in the hall. It would be greatly appreciated.” For which she didn’t look in my direction and quietly said “Sorry”.
Then got up, slammed the door and left.
There was no tone on my part with 4 witnesses for proof if need be.
The next day, she didn’t come in. Instead she felt the need to A. Not tell my supervisor, B. Not tell her supervisor, C. Not tell our manager but D. Personally called Our Managers Manager to complain about my insensitivity ??
I was called into an office for a dialogue with Joe, who for the most part, I get along with and have for the last 20 years. Joe tells me, I was rude, hateful and vindictive in what I said in regards to the incident.
I was none of those but I refuse to be like him and practically everyone else, an enabler.