Because I just don't care that much...
I got a call this morning from one of my committee members.
CM: Some of the applications you've sent me are out of order. Should I be taking this into consideration?
Jenn: to self - you've GOT to be fucking kidding me
to CM- No, please don't- there is no specified order for the pages- it really has no bearing on the merit of the application.
(*Note- the applications in question are three pages long and have no page numbers...)
CM: Ok. I won't take it into consideration. This time. Why were these permitted to leave your office in the wrong order?
Jenn: to self- This time? Oh, there will be no next time, my friend... you will NEVER sit on one of my committees again, you uptight, anal retentive, arrogant, out of touch moron...
to CM- Because there is no specified order, and I didn't have time to remove the staples, rearrange one page, and restaple 50 odd applications. It has no bearing on the application itself.
to self- It doesn't matter, you idiot!! Why do you insist that it does? Does reading one page before another make one applicant look better than another? And if so, can't you just turn the page??? Was this really worth a phone call??
CM: I really don't think those are valid reasons. In future you need to pay more attention to these things.
Jenn: to self: I hate CM. I hate CM. I hate CM. I hate CM. I hate CM.
to CM: *sigh* Understood. I'll be more careful in the future. Let me know if you have any more questions.
to self: Is this REALLY a valid use of my time? Really?
CM: See that you do. Good day.
Jenn: to self: WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?!? "See that you do"??????
to CM: Goodbye.
This job should come with anger management training.