Anyway, I just fixed a printer for a staff member here, and you know what they offered in thanks?
"Thankyou Justin. You're a good boy."
I officially feel demeaned. I'm a good boy? Well, that's nice to know. Not "thanks justin for not commenting how ridiculously stupid I am for not noticing the blinking orange light indicating my printer was out of toner", which probably would be more factual, but rather an observation that is completely malformed.
Number 1 - whether or not I'm "good" in the sense she's implied has no baring whatsoever on what I've just done for her.
Number 2 - The implication of the word "boy" here is not merely "a person of male gender", but rather " a child of male gender". Anyone else notice that I'm not in a stroller?
OK, if you voted "Yes" for me over reacting to this, then you're right. I have over reacted. I've just really had enough and am starting to consider leaving on a long holiday without indicating my intention to do so to anyone. It's not going to happen, but it's nice to dream. It lets me pretend that I can actually cope with all of this.