Yesterday at work I was described as “disgusting.” The quality of my upbringing was also called into question. I am having considerable difficulty in shaking off these criticisms.
What happened was I went to someone for a printout. Certain people in the lab are responsible for nearly all of the written works we use in day-to-day laboratory work. Things such as worksheets and procedures and charts and tables and all manner of assorted paper bric-a-brac that makes it easier to remember exactly what is going on. So, in order to attain spare copies of such things we need to find these certain persons and request their assistance. I got the worksheet I needed, and I also got a two to three minute lecture on just how rude I am.
Admittedly, my personality tends towards withdrawn. Some might describe me as taciturn or shy. I don’t open up particularly quickly, nor do I presume to be allowed to speak casually with just anyone. It would be falsehood to describe me as a “people person.”
Does that make me rude? I would be inclined to disagree. Some of the examples of my rudeness were my disinclination toward saying “good morning” and “good afternoon.” I didn’t realize that was essential. Lots of folks don’t greet everyone they meet every time they meet them, right?
In any case, angrily lecturing me is hardly the best tactic if your desired result is for me to be friendlier to you. In fact, I think that might be exactly the opposite result. I’m doubly glad I had the day off now. Some cool down time might be precisely what I need.
