And shit hits the fan...

Finding that having a career is a rather anxiety-filled and insecure activity. Thought all was well, when out of the blue (or actually it was on calendar but hadn't read it) we were to have a training session. Thought would be the usual blahaha about customer service, handling rude behaviour from clients, time management etcetera etcetera. Instead completely insane new-age type corporate trainer acting like he's always on speed walks into room and starts talking about our different personalty "types." (On a side note; YES exactly the sort of thing one might find on Facebook or in a women's mag)Was kind of funny at first - as I enjoy all this new-religion, new-age stuff, although I prefer tarot to personality-testing.
Does not mean that sort of thing belongs in a working environment. Got really offended when, towards the end, came to realise that trainer-type was taking this all seriously. Especially since he just finished describing myself as someone better off taking orders from the other personality-types than trying to grow a brain - and that my kind should go for careers as factory-workers or secretaries. He more or less made me feel like I was in the wrong job altogether. He ALSO said that in order for someone like me to understand anything people must speak very slowly, and allow me to absorb the information. Trainer-type himself had to, in fact, sit down and slow his speaking down, because I was present.
In a working environment everyone else must simply tolerate that people like me do not work as fast as normal people, and need extra time and also structure (i.e a list of exactly what to do and when, otherwise we would just sit there and stare into space). This was finished off by mentioning that my type also does not care what we look like (we are too lazy) and this according to him, was obvious as he pointed towards the outfit had on. Oh, and my plan for the weekend is... drumroll... the TV Guide!!!

What really killed was finding out that in the session prior to ours, with the rest of the office, they had sat around discussing it and actually come to the conclusion that this is what am like... So naturally raised absolute HELL, as cannot tolerate being bullied at an adult age by people too up themselves to hear what is coming out of their own mouths - but still thinking... maybe am making mistake here?

Just because one does not speak first and think second, or one is not totally IN LOVE with ones own voice, does not mean one does not have opinions (or a brain). So am slightly forgetful. That's all.

Although. Having had little drama today, already feel better!