
I really need an icon that has the Incoherent Capslock of Rage with appropriate visuals, but this will have to suffice for now.
I am a reporter. I ask questions. Sometimes, I ask stupid questions - or rather, questions that would sound stupid to you if you are an expert on the topic and I am not. Sometimes I ask the same thing more than once if I don't understand what's going on. I don't always sound altogether bright ... and unless you are an expert in all new things you encounter in the course of your job each day, you might not, either. However, when I sit down to write it, when it comes out the other end, I SOUND as if I know what I'm talking about - because if I don't, I don't write it. This is what my brain has to twist through to accomplish its weekly tasks.
In other words, there are many days in my job where I feel like I am a little kid learning new math or reading concepts all over again.
So, I am not impressed when I encounter a "communications" person with a large company who has obviously never worked as a reporter and has no patience with explaining things to other people (I mean, come on - who asks a reporter "why do you want to know that?" DUH). I am not amused when I am told "the press release I sent you was very clear" - well, if it were, I wouldn't be calling you, now would I? Maybe it IS clear to a monkey. Maybe I am not as smart as a monkey - but that is NOT your job to imply or say to me, not when I am politely asking you questions and admitting my ignorance upfront and expressing a willingness to learn about the very thing I am asking you. And DEFINITELY not when I know you're making an assload more in salary than I am, doing the same thing day in and day out and already an expert on it with no need to learn much more, when I am busting my ASS learning entirely new and foreign concepts every single goddamned week to explain to 110,000 other people.
Did I mention this has to do with finances and they stock market? That might be KIND of important to understand the niggling details before writing about it, DO YOU THINK?