Okay, I’m going to need everyone to stop being so sensitive about EVERYTHING all the GOTdamn time. We have somehow found ourselves in a society of paranoia. Can we PLEASE just give each other the benefit of the doubt???
If I make a decision about my life or how I spend my time, and you’re adversely affected, I’m sorry and it’s not intentional. I’m not doing anything AGAINST you. I’m doing something FOR me. There’s a difference.
If I don’t invite you out to hear my dad’s band play, I promise that I’m truly flattered that you would like to join me and support the band, but I don’t always get advance notice on his gigs and I can’t stop to make 100 phone calls before I go out. I try to post on social media as soon as I learn that he’s playing, which is right now the best I can do. If you learn about the gig, just come. I’ll be happy to see you. But I won’t be happy to hear you bitching about why I didn’t call you.
If I don’t call you back immediately, it’s not because I hate you, it’s usually because I’m legitimately busy and trying to wait until the moment where I can give you my undivided attention.
If we work together (which none of us do, because I’m not social media friends with any colleagues, but it’s worth mentioning anyway), and I refer to you as, say, a Research Analyst as opposed to a Research Associate or whatever, MY BAD! Please don’t get caught up in titles in general. I don’t even know what my OWN title is, and I don’t really care. As long as I respect you and your work, it’s really not worth getting all wrapped around the axle. (When I don my recruiter hat, I have a very different opinion, but for social purposes, this opinion holds true)
If you feel that I don’t support your cause, your charity, your crowdfunder, your situation etc, enough, please don’t take that personally either. Nobody is being selfish, cheap, uncaring or unfeeling. We all have causes that we care about and we get behind them in our own way. We’re also overstimulated by too much content. If I contributed to everything that tugged at my heartstrings, I would be broke. And we all know how much I hate being broke.
And finally, I promise you that if you’re reading this blog, you weren’t the catalyst. If you have my phone number, PLEASE don’t call and ask if I’m talking about you in this rant. Don’t email either. If you think this is about you, Carly Simon, it probably isn’t.
Please know that, if you’re my friend, it is not my interest to hurt you, make you feel badly, neglect you, etc. I love my friends, but please have appreciation for how I show that love. I promise that I have neither the time, energy or quite frankly the desire for sabotage . . . or managing anyone else’s sensitivity. Get out of your own head for a second, and enjoy your day. I truly mean that.
Thanks for entertaining this rant. I had to get this off my chest, and maybe this message can help someone. Does anyone else ever feel this way? Just me?