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disapointed I'm so upset. It seems that almost every time I go out on a limb and stretch myself and try to believe in Scot, try to envision him doing something great, being something. . . at all, he lets me down. I'm so disappointed in him, I just almost can't speak. He's supposed to be doing this little project at Puritan. Get some extra cash, get back into the flow of a daily job, get some self-respect, and maybe even have an opportunity to ingratiate himself with the people in charge around here. Rub elbows with people who are in a position to positively impact his career. But he's treating it like he's doing a favor for a friend he really doesn't like. He shows up when he feels like it. Granted, he works pretty determinedly when he's here. But that's not good enough. You have to be dependable. You have to SHOW UP. Show up when your employer needs you to show up. Don't leave them constantly guessing, "Is Scot coming in today? And if so, when?" To me, that's absolutely intolerable. I don't even have time to go into all the other examples of this type of behavior. But this is what is happening now. And I hate it. I hate it. I hate that he can't pull himself together for one friggin' week. How can he possibly think I'm going to have a baby with a man who has demonstrated such a profound penchant for selfishness?
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