Unfiltered Rant

Something snapped today, and I need to vent before my head explodes.

When I accepted my role in the bank, I knew exactly what I was signing up for. I was aware of the rigours, the discipline, and the level of dedication the job demands, and I was fully prepared for it. Life itself comes with ups and downs, challenges, and battles that we must face, and part of that reality is dealing with all kinds of people, including those with very unsavoury characters.

In my five years as a banking professional, there has only been one person I have genuinely disliked with every fibre of my being. This individual has gotten on my nerves more times than I can count, and each time, I have been gracious enough to overlook his behaviour and move on, mostly because our colleagues, who have worked with him longer, have already given up on him. They simply tolerate him. I’ve been doing the same, but his excesses are beginning to overwhelm me. He hasn’t only gotten on my nerves; he has gotten under my skin, and I honestly can’t take it anymore.

At this point, I’ve decided to match energy for energy, aura for aura, until his behaviour is checkmated. This whole “Gen Z” tag he’s hiding under has clearly gotten into his head, and he now feels he can get away with anything. No. Going forward, I’ll make sure he doesn’t. If he’s choosing to hide under the umbrella of being a “Gen Z” – even though he is a "borderline Gen Z", just like me – then it’s time to tear that umbrella to shreds.

Selah.