I'm not sure if I'm a little less angry than I was in my last post because I'm tired or because I unloaded on someone. Let me explain the "unloaded on someone" part. I didn't actually just let loose on someone. Instead, I had a calm conversation on how someone wasn't performing up to expectations and let them know that I've been sensitive to how the events of the past 4 months have likely affected them. I let her know that I don't think that she's ever thought once of how the changes in the past 4 months have affected me.
I told this person that it was entirely up to them on what the outcome of all the events of the past 4 months would be. It was an enlightening conversation because at the end of it, I realized that she wasn't doing the things that she was doing to irritate me. Instead, this person has a complete lack of confidence that is showing up in everything that they do. I realized that the reaction to things that have happened are the same ones that I would have and I am thankful that is the case.
I still am annoyed with one of my other co-workers - the one that thinks he's God's gift - but that's my issue to deal with. Sometimes I wonder why it is I can ignore some things, but not others. * sigh *
I told this person that it was entirely up to them on what the outcome of all the events of the past 4 months would be. It was an enlightening conversation because at the end of it, I realized that she wasn't doing the things that she was doing to irritate me. Instead, this person has a complete lack of confidence that is showing up in everything that they do. I realized that the reaction to things that have happened are the same ones that I would have and I am thankful that is the case.
I still am annoyed with one of my other co-workers - the one that thinks he's God's gift - but that's my issue to deal with. Sometimes I wonder why it is I can ignore some things, but not others. * sigh *



Sign up that God's gift co-worker to receive a bunch of raunchy catalogs and sexually deviant stuff at the office.
Or put an ad in the paper, selling a two-headed parrot and use his work number as the call back #. See how many freaks call him.
Or just pour the water from an open can of tuna onto his office chair. Hopefully, it'll dry by the time he comes in the following morning. Maybe he'll sit down and never know until he starts getting a little sweaty down there.
Or answer some craigslist sex ads using his name and work number.
If anything, you'll have some good laughs. Be a bitch; it feels so good.
Posted by: Amy | September 19, 2009 at 08:41 PM