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Friday, September 4, 2009 !@#$% 10:19 PM
least when you talk to me, look at me. If I give you enough respect as to make eye contact with you when I speak to you, then I think I deserve just as much. you don't like me, as if I like you any better. the feeling's quite mutual, even if you ask the nation; but when it comes to work, be more professional. the thing with people like you is that, they think the world revolves around them. they're academically good, but socially, they've gone wrong somewhere. being arrogant won't take you places, trust me. as much as you want to believe that you can make it on your own, it's the people around you who make you. and if the people around you don't even want to go near you, then I think living isn't partially a choice anymore. when we're on work, we work; our personal lives we put aside for three seconds. a team is important. what I say about you, what you say about me, leave it at the door. when we're in a group and there's a leader, work as one. you're only creating trouble for your team members, and for yourself, primarily. nobody wants that. -Respect. I guess that's all I demand. but then again, I don't think that concept fits into that thick head of yours. the piece of paper you get at the end of the year, keep it. it's no longer important when people know who the real you are- selfish, arrogant, biased. bitch. |