Tig and I were talkin' the other day about how some people really have a warped sense of humor. In fact, in some instances, it becomes a total abuse of authority. In Tig's little town, everyone must have a post office box; no mail is delivered to any houses in town. Seems that the postal employee who assigns the boxes to customers has only one hard and fast rule: The vertical position of the assigned post office box will be inversely proportional to the height of the postal customer. In other words, if you're tall, you'll get a box on the bottom, and if you're short, your box will be on top.
I told him that my newspaper carrier seemed to be equally twisted. Whenever the weather is dry, my newspaper may be found on the driveway or on the sidewalk, but in "rain, sleet, or snow" I can be sure that my paper will be in the grass or mud, not quite properly wrapped.
It seems that there are some people who must find a way to have more power over others than their job really allows.
Holy spit! Tainted food dogs copsEven professionals, such as doctors, teachers, and businessmen, are prone to such actions if they have certain personality traits:
Spit, urine, cleaning products and other contaminants found in the fast food served to police officers in restaurants around the country has left many in law enforcement wary of reaching for that next burger and fries.The problem is consistent with a growing disrespect for authority and antipolice sentiment in the public at large, said Jim Pasco, executive director of the national Fraternal Order of Police. “There has been an erosion in respect for authority figures in general and police officers are among the most visible authority figures, they’re going to be targets for this kind of misconduct,” he told Law Enforcement News. Another hypothesis is the resentment felt by underpaid teenage workers...
Narcissists in Positions of AuthorityFrequently Asked Questions # 11 - By: Dr. Sam Vaknin
Question: Are narcissists in position of authority more likely to take advantage of their patients/students/subordinates?Answer: Being in a position of authority secures the uninterrupted flow of Narcissistic Supply. Fed by the awe, fear, subordination, admiration, adoration and obedience of his underlings, parish, students, or patients - the narcissist thrives in such circumstances. The narcissist aspires to acquire authority by any means available to him. He may achieve this by making use of some outstanding traits or skills such as his intelligence, or through an asymmetry built into a relationship. The narcissistic medical doctor or mental health professional and his patients, the narcissistic guide, teacher, or mentor and his students, the narcissistic leader, guru, pundit, or psychic and his followers or admirers, or the narcissistic business tycoon, boss, or employer and his subordinates - all are instances of such asymmetries.
The day that I was determined that I was indeed expecting my second child, the doctor had left his notes in the little room, and I saw the date that he wrote in the records.
However, when he took me into his office to talk with me about the results, he told me two weeks later than that. I thought nothing of it, until the awaited day drew nearer and nearer.
Of course, I had been through this before. When I had my first child, the doctor who delivered my daughter was to speak at a nurses' graduation, and he was obviously frustrated by the fact that if I didn't hurry up, he would miss it. Thus he gave me an I-V of something that made my contractions harder and faster so that he could meet his schedule.
When the due date for my son had passed, he told me that if I did not go into labor by two weeks from the due date, he would induce labor. When he left the room, I started talking to the nurse, who was his wife. I told her that I hoped that he did not have to do that, because I imagined it would be more painful. She told me that, when she had her children, he always induced labor for convenience if had to go to conventions near the due date.
So I thought back to the date that I had seen in that little room, realizing now that his plan is to minimizes the instances of having to be called in the middle of the night by convincing unsuspecting fat ladies that they are "more pregnant" than they really are. He was going to have to pay. I had my last child a day or two earlier than the due date, and I was going to do everything I could to hasten the birth. I walked every change I got, did as much exercise as my round body would allow, and sure enough, the night before I was to be "induced," I went into labor. I called the doctor, and he did his best to convince me that I was wrong. However, he said, since I lived a long distance from the hospital, he would let me check in the night before.
We rushed to the hospital, with me in the backseat, along with my seven-year-old daughter, whom we did not have time to drop off anywhere. My mother lived in the town where the hospital was located, so we thought that after I got settled in the ER, she could be taken to my mom's. On the way there, my daughter got sick and started vomiting. It was a ride not to be forgotten. As soon as the nurses examined me, they were on the phone to the doctor. By their conversation, I could tell that he was still trying to get out of it, but he managed to get there shortly before my son was born at 1:11 a.m. No one really knew why I laughed when he walked in. I really had never told anybody else about what I did. I thought it was worth sharing.
Posted by Susan R at January 6, 2005 11:03 AM