Seriously? Well, you’ll certainly feel better

Yeah, I get it. It felt really good to let that a** know exactly what you thought of him and his condescending B.S. all through the meeting. Trying to make you look small and unprepared while making himself look better.

Even worse, your manager ate it up with a big spoon!

He definitely deserved to be told off. And he needs to understand his passive-aggressive, bullying horse-hockey won’t cut it at work. Unfortunately, they did cut it at some places I’ve worked. But that’s another story.

But what about the well-dressed suit that shoved ahead of you in the coffee line? I guess his time is wa-a-ay more important than yours. God, don’t you just hate entitled jerks.

Or, maybe it was the dork on the drive home — the one who cut in front of you so he could get to his turn-off a whole five seconds sooner. And then he held everyone up while he sat there, his turn-signal flashing, waiting to exit. 

Well, guess what? 

Life’s full of inconsiderate jerks. 

They might be nice people in real life. Who knows? But some evil little (or not so little) demon gets into them when they’re pushed for time, facing an important deadline, or totally over-stressed. Sound familiar?

Of course, never lose sight of the fact a jerk may really just be a jerk.

Photo by Jason Hafso on Unsplash

I used to work in retail. And one of my managers looked just like this pissed off ferret whenever he was chewing somebody out.

His little beady eyes would bug out and all you could see was a mouthful of enamel crowns.

He didn’t lose it often, but when he did, usually over some silly minor thing, it was spectacular.

Well, it was spectacular unless you were on the receiving end. 

There must be one big school somewhere for corporate trainers — the guys that teach managers how to manage. 

More like how NOT to manage. And, it must be the same school because they’re ALL taught to motivate with yelling and threats. 

And by belittling their workers’ efforts, and humiliating them into working harder — “if Sally in the Framing department can pump out five carts of stock in a single shift, so can you.” Jerks…

But some rants are necessary.

Don’t get me wrong — there are times when a rant is fully warranted — in fact, needed. Because we all seem to be ignoring some ill or wrong-doing. Something which needs to be addressed. 

Like bigotry, racism, sexism, ageism, violence — you name it, there is a mountain of rant-worthy topics just waiting for someone with your command of the blogosphere to tackle them.

But reading out someone for line-jumping or causing you a momentary inconvenience on your commute? Nah. Even though it might make you feel better temporarily, it won’t really solve anything. Jerks will be jerks.

And if you’re truly a creative-type, I’m sure you can come up with a much sweeter payback than posting a few angry words.

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“. . . the only way to tell off an asshole was face-to-face and to look fantastic doing it. So, here she was, with perfect makeup, hair done in a riot of waves that had taken a ridiculously long time to create, and a brand new screw-you-and-the-horse-you-rode-in-on dress laid out on her bed.” — Roberta Pearce, ‘The Value of Vulnerability’

Happy Rant!

Writer-songwriter-poet, educator, with thirty plus years directing and designing for the theatre, Elle recently completed her second novel and is working on a series of short stories. Visit Ellie at ElleFredine.com.
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Writer-songwriter-poet, educator, with thirty plus years directing and designing for the theatre, Elle recently completed her second novel and is working on a series of short stories. Visit Ellie at ElleFredine.com.

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