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Subjectivity
Friday, 18 September 2009

This is an entry I typed a while ago but never finished.

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There are many sensitivities that people have to be aware of.

One: To maintain status quo between colleagues.

Once again it's the matter of the formation of cliques. As always, I think it's inevitable, but there's something about showing obvious biases that rubs me the wrong way. More than that, it spoils relationships within the company. Like a group of people going out somewhere, but person A only saves a seat for person B and leaves person C out in the cold. And it's not even a matter of person A disliking person C or anything like that. Just that in A's eagerness to continue confiding in B about relationship woes that C is not privy to, A conveniently neglected C's feelings. The worst is probably to be oblivious to such happenings.

Two: We reap what we sow

It's this whole idea of being responsible and being accountable for our own actions. Or maybe to me it's just about being as tough and independent and self-sufficient as I can be, and to reduce asking for favours as much as possible. People ought to be able to pull their own weight, and eat their own fruits of labour instead of reaching into others' stores and gobbling theirs. What we sow, we have ownership of. It is not up to others to dictate what should be done with our possessions. Is this a sign of possessiveness, this clear demarcation of territory? I like my space, I like my things, and the whole concept of "sharing" was never emphasized in my childhood. Maybe that's why I hated it when I was younger, and my younger cousins would whine "but my mommy said must share!" when I'm eating the seaweed that MY mommy bought for my brother and I. Hello, if you're eating YOUR stuff and I'm trying to nab a share then I can say "your mommy said must share!", but your mom's words cannot affect the situation when the possession is not yours to begin with, and I'm not your sister. Your sphere of control lies very much within your ownership of the object in question. Not your object, then sorry, no control, no say.

 

- supergirl soul-saved @ 11:16 am :)