It’s possible I was just a little short with someone. Could have been nicer, I suppose.

But I don’t care.

I put in a ticket with our help desk because I didn’t know how to solve a problem.

When, a week later, the help desk called me back asking for my advice on how to resolve the very issue I entered, I kind of became upset. Curt. Pissy.

It’s like the mechanic calling you from the shop, “Well, what do you think is wrong with your car?” I have no idea – that’s why I dumped the problem on to you!

I think it was mostly the guy’s attitude that flipped my lid. Like I was bening unreasonable in not having my own suggestions on how they could solve my issue. Like the real problem is that I just didn’t want to cooperate.

Nuh uh.

The real problem is that you’re wasting both our time in this little recursive loop while you could be talking with, you know, the experts who know how to resolve my fucking dilemma.

I mean, really.