I’ve covered this ground once before, but feel compelled to go across it (at least) one more time. Let me begin by stating, for the record, that Phoenix is grad school for slackers. I recognized that when I started the process and each class serves as a reminder of the fact. Theoretically, however, I also recognize that everyone who is taking these classes has an undergraduate degree and has at least three years in a “professional” workplace. I am consistently amazed at the inability of these, theoretically, educated individuals to string five hundred words into a coherent thought or argument. Need to meet a deadline? Forgedaboudit.

We all have things we would rather be doing after work than tapping out a well-reasoned argument for why human resource management sucks in most organizations, but goddamn it already. Suck it up and get it done, already. I really don’t think I have abnormally high expectations of people and never expect anything from anyone that I wouldn’t be willing to do myself.

I’m tired of hearing that your boss made you work late (I put in an hour and a half on OT this afternoon). I don’t care that tonight is your wife’s birthday (Nothing like a little forward planning, huh, ace?). And I don’t care that little Suzie had the sniffles last night and you’re tired (When did your personal life become my problem?). I’m interested in results and you asshats are making me look bad. There ought to be a law that keeps these kind of fucktards from drawing down the resources of the productive members of society.