Thursday, Oct. 05, 2006
Ahh... A new day can make a heck of a lot of difference.
I went in to work this morning in a funk and a half, still irked to no end over yesterday. There were a lot of possible ways to have handled it but I figured the most appropriate thing was to go to my boss and say, "Listen, I understand you've got a lot going on but I have a problem with this..."
Having given myself time to cool off, I was able to keep a calm tone of voice even when my boss didn't.
As I told everybody when I got home tonight, I think at one point I could smell rubber on asphalt from the backpedaling that resulted. I got everything from, "I never said that!" to "No, you TOTALLY misunderstood," and several versions and shades in between. And I have no doubt that part of it was misunderstanding on my part, since I was functioning through the haze of one hellaciously nasty headache for the vast majority of the day. But I know I didn't misinterpret absolutely everything and there are plenty of things that weren't about misinterpretation or misunderstanding - it was about valid problems that still haven't been resolved.
Anyway, I consider the biggest problem to be handled, and as long as it doesn't become a recurring theme I am going to just forget about it. If it does recur, I'll be looking at some other options, whether in terms of another job or in terms of taking the issue to my boss's boss and asking if this is the company policy or what.
We have a new roommate here. We shall see how it all unfolds over the next few weeks, but I have this really uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach...
For the record, by the way, MySputnum is on the fritz again. I hate the site but it's about the only place I can get ahold of my kids these days. Yeesh.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )