37. Bossy Tone
During the summer I had an internship at a coworking space. The boss asked me to create and distribute a survey to all companies that work there to collect data for an internal event. Per his request, I added questions for names, emails and phone numbers so that the manager of the coworking space can easily contact everyone when needed. That information was not compulsory, of course, if someone doesn’t feel like sharing. Anyway, there was this woman, probably some boss of whatever company, who came to our office and demanded the age of the person who made the survey. I raised my hand and said I was 19. She then proceeded to smirk and claimed “Make sense!”. After that she continued to irritate the whole office with her bossy tone, teaching me not to ask for other personal information and shit. After 5 minutes of her delivering her “lifetime” speech, I could not take it anymore and simply cut her with “Yes ma’am, I understand. I will take your advice next time.” She stayed silent for a few seconds and then looked down on me, asked: “Which uni do you go to?” with a belittling tone.
So I answered: “That’s also personal information, ma’am.” She immediately shut the f up and then left.