Being a professional means being fake. Whenever I hear someone say “thats not professional” I like to change it in my head to “thats not fake” because thats what you might as well be saying. No one is ever happy 24-7. You cant insult someone and expect for them to enjoy it. It hurts and it boggles my mind that its considered professional to just take it and drown internally in sorrow. How sadist is that? This is what we call professionalism. A male coworker calls a female on her period having a bad day stupid for making a mistake? Dont cry girl. Let it go, talk to him as he shoots sarcastic remarks at you, or tell the manager (and get branded a tattletale yay). F*** that. I want to cry. Loudly. I dont give a f***. F*** you. Lick my hormonal blood pad.