Now I know how Robin Miller feels! LOL! Perhaps I should have chosen someone a little more gentile to fashion myself after… (Nah! what fun would that be?!)
Apparently my little sandbox (doubling as a soapbox at times) on the interweb reaches farther than I had anticipated when I created it 2 yrs ago.
Here’s what I find funny…
no one takes the time to contact me here (or at the site) to say, “hey thanks for your tireless (UNPAID) efforts to promote my series, my team, my driver” or “hey thanks for saying the NICE things about us, me, him/her”
But boy do I hear about it when I pull the curtain back and get “brassy”!
So, what conclusion should I draw from that?
Scream loud, poke hard, get results.
It’s been instilled in us for years sadly.
The people that bitch the loudest in line at the store or at the waitress at the restaurant, get the customer service, moved to the head of the line, better tickets, free meals, etc…
The one’s that are kind and nice and complimentary, barely get a head nod or a free cookie.
Contrary to what some might believe based on my “colourful” outbursts on here, I am actually an extremely polite and caring person. I have worked in customer service since I was 11yrs old. I say please and thank you for everything. Everytime I get on and off the bus, I greet and thank the driver, wishing him or her a good day/evening/shift, whatever. 90% of the time the response I get? not even a grunt.
I hold doors, help with strollers on stairs and carry large parcels to cars, and on and on…
Again, thank you’s are a rarity.
I spend every hour that I’m not job searching or doing contract work to pay the bills, watching, researching and writing about racing, because it gives me great joy to be able to provide that service for fans out there that may not have the access or resources that I have.
I can’t tell you how many emails and letters I have sent over the years to businesses, teams, companies, sponsors. With glowing niceties, and smoke-up-the-butt kiss-assness, showing my support or expressing my pleasure with a product or situation. Do you know how often I get a reply?
Well, when I get one, I’ll let you know.
Now, getting back to the “entry that rocked the racing world!!!” (echo, echo, echo)
I. WAS. ANGRY! Period.
We’ve all been angry. I didn’t yell and scream and swear to be mean.
(and yes folks, I swear! Truthfully, I enjoy it. I come from a long line of swearers. Deal with it)
I did it as a release, to express my frustration at a situation that in MY OPINION has been consistently degenerating and jeopardizing the sport THAT I LOVE!
I wasn’t exaggerating when I said I was on the verge of tears.
I was literally shaking mad, tears welling up, wondering A) what could be done to fix this, B) if anyone else was feeling my frustration/sorrow/anger and C) if anyone who mattered was actually LISTENING to our pleas.
The irony to getting all of the responses I got privately (I’ll get to that in a minute) is that I got the answers to all of the above. Things are being fixed. Others are feeling the same thing. And people who mattered were listening.
Well, they probably weren’t before, but they sure as hell were when my ‘blog missive” landed in their inbox via someone who actually has been listening all along. (an assumption on my part)
Do I like being the ‘bad guy/bitch’? Not particularly.
While I get a kick out of being called brassy and the Ragin Canadian (™ Pressdog) (I really do, cause hey, I’m a ballsy broad! no denying that) I don’t like the fact that in the process I am unintentionally hurting the feelings of people who I genuinely like and respect. I’m Canadian!!! We are the peacekeepers for godsake!
Was I was called to the mat, and taken to task (deservedly so in some cases, not so much in others) for what I wrote. You bet I was. And that’s perfectly fine by me. Again, I stand behind what I said for the reasons I cited in the last entry.
Several of the people who contacted me with answers though insisted it be off the record for my eyes only. While I appreciated the insight and explanations, it is only now myself who is satiated. Anyone and everyone else with the same concerns (and there are many out there) are still in the dark. Still frustrated. Still answerless. Do they need to have a meltdown of “Meesh-ic” proportions so they too can be contacted directly with answers?
Communication people! That is all we ask for.
The lack of it was the downfall of Champ Car. Don’t coddle us. Don’t blow smoke up our ass. Don’t feed us canned answers full of hearts and rainbows.
Give it to us straight. Give it to us honestly. We can handle the truth. Look at the hell we’ve gone through already! We’re still here! If there are no answers, give us the truthful reason why, and allow us to accept it and move on.
Give us the opportunity to rally around you and support you and help find solutions and answers to the problems that are plaguing our genre of racing.
While I may have screamed myself into a tizzy and likely made myself unwelcome a few places, I’m proud of the conversations it opened up. There were 30 replies to the post alone. Not to mention several deeply honest and insightful conversations privately in my inbox.
Sure my delivery may lack a little finesse at times but I assure you it comes from a place of love. Honestly.
I love racing. Always have, always will. I’ve put myself in financial jeopardy 3 yrs running now just to be there as often as I can at the track, supporting it.
And universe willing, I will do it again this summer. (whether you want me there or not!!)
I’m not going to fall silent or become the kinder, gentler version of myself. I wouldn’t enjoy the self-editing, and I’m pretty sure the hundreds of folks that make my stats spike daily wouldn’t either.
That said, I will make an effort to be more constructive or choose alternate more direct avenues to bring my more specific concerns to light this season. (hey, if I can give fricken Danica a clean slate, ANYTHING is possible right?)
Happy Monday folks! Keep it real!
ps… this will be the last post on this… time to talk about racing!!