Tuesday, April 19, 2016

It’s not necessarily that she’s a woman. That isn’t helping but that isn’t the sole reason for my hurt feelings.  It’s because I sit here and offer my help and you would rather take hers. Which is fine, if she has the appropriate credentials.  But I fail to see how someone who is a therapist can truly advise business students in a way that is beneficial to them with regard to their careers – something more than simply therapizing them because of the their awful childhoods.  I mean, it’s like I am business professional.  I have been working for the last 13 years of my life in the corporate world.  I have written resumes.  For myself and for others.  I have reviewed resumes for prospective candidates.  Nothing turns me off more than a lack of attention to detail.  Those resumes don’t even get a second chance.  And yes, resumes are more preferential but here’s the thing, my preferences have been developed from a decade and a half of dealing with resumes.  Of interviewing people for positions.  Of writing job descriptions.  But somehow that’s not enough – for some reason the person sitting behind the desk in the advising office who is one of the three most impactful people of your life, the one who was there when no one else, is more qualified than I am?  So let me understand this.  I’m good enough to put your dick into but not to listen to?  I don’t have whatever certificate she bears?  And for these reasons my advice is not good enough for you.  Apparently I don’t count as a person in general, since I was THERE for you at the time you began talking to her.  So when no one else was there, including the ever-present-but-somehow-absent me, she was.  Can you even begin to understand how insulting this is for me?  Like what am I to?  Nothing of true value.  Just a fuck, I suppose.  You don’t take me seriously.  You don’t respect me; not my intelligence and not my experience; all of which has been demonstrated tenfold but somehow she has demonstrated her vast knowledge and expertise in the corporate world?  I can tell… with all of the erroneous capitalization and her over-use of semicolons… yeah I can definitely tell.

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