Cry Cry Baby

Art by: Laurie A. Conley

So yesterday I sent a request to someone in our office and he melted down because when I asked him to verify whether a return was in his work area he felt ( I think ) that my request was  a statement of his incompetence. I just wanted to know if the box was in that area. If  he had simply said it wasn’t in his area I would have emailed another department. No harm no foul. I must send out a half dozen of those searches a week and nobody ever cried and screeched in all caps  that my ‘tone’ had driven them to distraction.

Anyway, I told my  friend that evening  that I am a writer. If I wanted to say he was stupid brain dead millennial who couldn’t find his ass with a GPS tracker, a team of well trained search dogs and a  group of professional butt finders and  that I knew that asking him to look from left to right was out of his skill set- I WOULD HAVE. I would have included pictures  and maybe even a song from youtube as well:

When it comes to work related  correspondence- I don’t adhere to ‘ show don’t tell ‘.

But here at my blog – you won’t have to guess at what I’m saying- I will spell it out word for word.