So I'm sitting inside Togo's with a tummy full of a #30 with avocado. Rested and healing.
My other half is turning in the hard copy of my paperwork to the office come Monday morning. Sent the paperwork last night via fax and don't want the proverbial "we didn't get the fax" excuse. Instructions are to just give minimal info and when pressed explain he doesn't know since its between her and the Doc.
Burned, yes.
I think its a spiritual battle. The harder I've worked at my inside life the worse work got for me. Eh, whatever. Just means things got too close for comfort for some folks. I'm good with it. Not surprised at all just amazed at having a quiet, steadfast heart can really upset folks. Sad, really.
Over the last two months we've lost folks to death, moved, got new jobs, and watched people act in weird ways. Yup, stronger but exhausted...LOL.
Managed to read a great book by Donald Miller...Blue Like Jazz. Highly recommend it. Will really change how you think. That's all I'll say...just read it.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
Done
Well, the ship sunk.
Chaotic workplace with control-freak micromanagers who put a hysterical, hyper, power hungry co-worker in charge who likes to flap her mouth. It was a doomed journey folks.
An office of nine and management has dwindled to four bodies and management. Mind you, this is during our peak season and should be running at optimum levels.
Not this year.
Seems the micromanaging is out of hand and folks are jumping ship faster than rats...yours truly included. In my tenure at said workplace, 5+ individuals have left since last January. Call it what you will but I believe it boils down to bad management and a knack for treating subordinates like preschoolers.
Got a promotion and a change of scenery for myself in the last month.
Decided that having micromanagers and hysterical power tripping supervisors is not my style. Took a few days off for stress and upon having a few key buttons pushed by the hysterical supervisor who needed a Doc note for the few days realized that having a bank of time put back for a rainy day has just now come in handy. I won't have to return to THAT ship. Glad I've got the time to use for just such an occasion!
I had two choices...the pharmacological route that wouldn't fully take effect for a solid week (pointless, since I leave around that time from the current place) or request of the Doc that I need the time off from the office bullying and workplace violence. He consented that option b was the best choice for me.
Came home and crashed for two solid hours of sleep. I am mentally spent from this. Still teary and all that but it will subside once my body rests and I regain some sense of security.
Dealt with this before in the workplace and it left me pretty burned and I wasn't about to tolerate it again so I nipped it in the bud. They got their doctors note, I got my "get-out-of-jail-free" card.
I'm hanging with my Gramm while Los Parentes are out for a bite. Decided for the 'ol mental pick-me-up and threw on my Dad's fleece and socks from Mom. Little bit of pampering via Mom & Dad never hurt this soul.
Have I mentioned I'm bitter and exhausted at this point? You've probably gathered that all on your own, eh?
However, the silver lining is that I start fresh soon. New workplace, new experiences. AND...design is part of this place. Already on a project as I type. That's always so good for me, the creativity and ability to stretch my wings.
So between some designing this weekend and a stretch of time to refocus I should be a very happy camper who can put all of this behind me.
To each of you reading this...thank you from the bottom of my heart for listening to me bitch, moan, and get this off my chest.
Chaotic workplace with control-freak micromanagers who put a hysterical, hyper, power hungry co-worker in charge who likes to flap her mouth. It was a doomed journey folks.
An office of nine and management has dwindled to four bodies and management. Mind you, this is during our peak season and should be running at optimum levels.
Not this year.
Seems the micromanaging is out of hand and folks are jumping ship faster than rats...yours truly included. In my tenure at said workplace, 5+ individuals have left since last January. Call it what you will but I believe it boils down to bad management and a knack for treating subordinates like preschoolers.
Got a promotion and a change of scenery for myself in the last month.
Decided that having micromanagers and hysterical power tripping supervisors is not my style. Took a few days off for stress and upon having a few key buttons pushed by the hysterical supervisor who needed a Doc note for the few days realized that having a bank of time put back for a rainy day has just now come in handy. I won't have to return to THAT ship. Glad I've got the time to use for just such an occasion!
I had two choices...the pharmacological route that wouldn't fully take effect for a solid week (pointless, since I leave around that time from the current place) or request of the Doc that I need the time off from the office bullying and workplace violence. He consented that option b was the best choice for me.
Came home and crashed for two solid hours of sleep. I am mentally spent from this. Still teary and all that but it will subside once my body rests and I regain some sense of security.
Dealt with this before in the workplace and it left me pretty burned and I wasn't about to tolerate it again so I nipped it in the bud. They got their doctors note, I got my "get-out-of-jail-free" card.
I'm hanging with my Gramm while Los Parentes are out for a bite. Decided for the 'ol mental pick-me-up and threw on my Dad's fleece and socks from Mom. Little bit of pampering via Mom & Dad never hurt this soul.
Have I mentioned I'm bitter and exhausted at this point? You've probably gathered that all on your own, eh?
However, the silver lining is that I start fresh soon. New workplace, new experiences. AND...design is part of this place. Already on a project as I type. That's always so good for me, the creativity and ability to stretch my wings.
So between some designing this weekend and a stretch of time to refocus I should be a very happy camper who can put all of this behind me.
To each of you reading this...thank you from the bottom of my heart for listening to me bitch, moan, and get this off my chest.
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