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No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
I have often wondered why we allow people to make us feel inferior. Even the most confident people seem to have their confidence shaken by what someone else says about them.
So, why then do we give people permission to make us feel inferior? Who are these people who we allow to diminish our self-worth, our self-esteem, our self-confidence? Are they are brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, coworkers, random people on the street? And what makes these people the authority on us? It has been my experience that the people that try to make you feel inferior are themselves insecure.
All to often we allow the negative comments people say to us and about us to slowly chip away at our self-confidence, our self-esteem until we are just as damaged — if not more so — than those that began the assault. You must fight back with the knowledge that you are much more than the sum of what people say.
The thing I detest more than anything in the world is drama. I do realize there you will have drama every now and again, but everyday it’s just more than I can handle. Hence, why I don’t like working with women.
Call me a chauvinist. Call me an ass. Call me a pig. Call me what you will, but the fact remains I don’t like working with women.
And god forbid you’ve got a woman for a boss, she typically becomes an even bigger bitch. Either she grows a pair of cojones and has no problem wielding her new-found big stick around, or she grew a pair and has utterly no fucking idea what to do with them.
You might ask, “Why such contempt for working with women?” It’s simple. I can count on one hand the times I’ve had a good working relationship with a woman. All others have had more drama than Sybil has personalities.
I don’t have a problem with women working. I just prefer not to work with them, be they a subordinate, an equal, or a supervisor. They just bring way too much drama!
Blast Scott Berkun over at The Daily Post at WordPress for this challenge! Yesterday’s challenge was to Make a list of five things you are afraid to write about. I did and look where it has gotten me — writing about one of those five things I’m afraid to write about. Sure, sure I don’t have to accept the challenge, but hell it wouldn’t be me not to jump in. So here it goes.
Fake A$$ Church Folk
“Will all visitors stand and remain standing.” Heads turn in all directions to see the handful of fresh, new faces that stand around the church.
“We’re so glad you are worshiping with us, as we know you could have attended another place of worship today. We want you to feel welcome, and a part of our church family because we are family.”
“Yeah right,” I think to myself. All the crap and foolishness I see going on here, if this is a how family act; then I want out. Read the rest of this entry
When I checked my emails Saturday morning, I was throughly excited to see the email for my first Indie Ink Challenge. I spotted my challenge and immediately thought, “Wow, this is not going to be as easy as I thought!”
This is My Destiny
I always knew when I was growing up that I was special and it’s not just because my parents told me so. I was much more mature than the kids my age and never really got along with them. I always hated those infernal play dates my parents would send me to, as I thought it was a complete and utter waste of my time, and the kids — well we just had nothing in common. I would rather be at home or at the library reading or maybe writing or somewhere solving puzzles or just thinking. Love to think. I can sit for hours and just think. Read the rest of this entry