If you don't know how to write an email, send an email, find a name in a directory, find a file, send a file, or be polite, then you shouldn't be working in the business world!
Perhaps you had one too many crumpets with your pinky finger raised in the air just high enough to the point that you forgot to put it down and set into reality. This business, as you should know it, is not into having an admin do your work. It is not into outsourcing your personal needs and preferences to someone else within the organization who can better do it for you. It is not about stepping on people's toes to get what you want. It is about being resourceful, tactful, compromising, and decent.
Just because you came in here with fresh ideas and a fresh outlook on processes does not mean you don't have to learn the ones that are already in place. . . and learn from the PEOPLE who are already in place. This is a two-way street, not a one way narrow path. Get with our program before you create one of your own. Have some class, some sense, and some "thinking outside of the box"-ness before you go trying to change, strategize, and implement all things new.
We welcomed you in. Now, help yourself by learning what you don't know before assuming people will know it for you.
Beaten? Nah...
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Ballston is Not
You are hardly the DC/Metro area. You are on the utmost outskirts of your biggest counterparts. You are small, sad, and piddly. You have nothing. Your knockoff Central Park-like spot in the middle of this parish is your highlight, but it is hardly what they call part of "the city."
You have one hot dog stand. One stand-alone Starbucks. One, or two, stand-alone vendors selling jewelry. One, or two, decent bars and one, or two, nice restaurants (that actually rather suck). Do you really qualify as being part of the DC area?
Your mall is deceiving. You have maybe 3 good stores: Wet Seal, Victoria's Secret, and FYE. And those are good stores? Why do you have four levels if you only carry 3 halfway exciting places to go? You attract people with your big Macy's building that can barely be seen from the highway exit, but in reality, it is part of your deceiving strategy to lure people into your walls that have nothing of great value that can't be found at a better and bigger Macy's.
The cafe, or candy shop, or coffee shop, or whatever it is, that is front and center upon the metro exit atop the escalator is a joke. It is not a true cafe. It has nothing.
Rock Bottom, you are disgusting. Your food is gross and makes me sick.
Your building heights are premature and your night life display is embarrassing.
You have one block of 1/4 busy-ness, if that qualifies. Your lunch choices are scarce and you are only the first underground stop on the metro's way to the real heart of the metropolis. Why can't you have more life? A concert here, or two, on occasion...a festivity, more novelties, SOMETHING?
Are you really worth the one hour and forty-five minutes each way I spend in my cracked out car and out of date, unsafe, public transportation method I take to get to you?
You have one hot dog stand. One stand-alone Starbucks. One, or two, stand-alone vendors selling jewelry. One, or two, decent bars and one, or two, nice restaurants (that actually rather suck). Do you really qualify as being part of the DC area?
Your mall is deceiving. You have maybe 3 good stores: Wet Seal, Victoria's Secret, and FYE. And those are good stores? Why do you have four levels if you only carry 3 halfway exciting places to go? You attract people with your big Macy's building that can barely be seen from the highway exit, but in reality, it is part of your deceiving strategy to lure people into your walls that have nothing of great value that can't be found at a better and bigger Macy's.
The cafe, or candy shop, or coffee shop, or whatever it is, that is front and center upon the metro exit atop the escalator is a joke. It is not a true cafe. It has nothing.
Rock Bottom, you are disgusting. Your food is gross and makes me sick.
Your building heights are premature and your night life display is embarrassing.
You have one block of 1/4 busy-ness, if that qualifies. Your lunch choices are scarce and you are only the first underground stop on the metro's way to the real heart of the metropolis. Why can't you have more life? A concert here, or two, on occasion...a festivity, more novelties, SOMETHING?
Are you really worth the one hour and forty-five minutes each way I spend in my cracked out car and out of date, unsafe, public transportation method I take to get to you?
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