I don’t even know what to say, I’m so livid

I swear to fucking god.

My boss, who is generally a nice, extraordinarily competent woman who I like working for greatly, just told me that the thing that will standing my way most when they consider whether or not to hire me full time is *drum roll please*….

I’m not nice enough.

Read that again. I’m not nice enough. Literally, my emails are too short.  Not impolite, but generally utilitarian.  I get almost 300 a day, and respond to probably 50 or so.  I’m neither impolite, not curt.  I am however buried under a deluge of shit, and I’m generally kind of I guess, terse?  Yeah.  Terse.

If I lose my job, it won’t be because I couldn’t perform, though I have struggled, it will be because I respond to my colleagues’ emails tersely.

Which I might add, is usually how the email I am responding to is worded.  At least I say ‘Please’.  JFC, I can’t tell you the last time someone prefaced a request to me with ‘Please’.

 

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

 

Gender stereotyping much?  Generally I prefer working in a male dominated fields and industries, because, with the exception of dealing with foreign counterparts, most of the bullshit that dominates regular email communication can acceptably be hefted out the window of pointlessness.

Not here.  Here, I am generally the only (on rare occasions 1 of 2) female in a room full of men who are generally good upstanding guys, who make oversized video games for a living.  And, as I’ve learned in years of working in male dominated fields, can be slightly inappropriate at times.

Honestly, I don’t give a flying fuck about off colour comments, hazing, and the rest of the ‘I-work-with-men-who-play-with-large-expensive-video-games-for-a-living’ shit that comes with working here.  And while they try to remember that there is a woman in the room, my lack of  give a shit means they mostly treat me as one of the guys.  (which is exactly what I want)

I don’t even know what to do at this point, I’m so livid about this.

 

Oh. Yes I do.  I’m going to go call the woman who offered me a job and then had to rescind the offer due to a hiring freeze.  Despite the fact I mostly love working here, I really, really, REALLY wish I could tell them to go ahead and fuck right off.  But because I, like so many others are lucky to even be underemployed rather than unemployed, I can’t.

This kind of shit makes me livid.