I am beginning to feel the first flutters of fear around surgery, and coincidentally (or perhaps not) I am beginning to have to really think about stress management and really work at it.
Work is a mixed bag right now. On the one hand, the ownership is being great; they have supported and approved my request to move to a better lit work area, and it seems to have also led them to look at how they light the entire office; they're considering putting in dimmers on all the office lighting.
On the other hand, I have two co-workers who are, frankly, meddlers. They get involved in other people's work and try to tell them what to do, despite having no management role; they're quite fond of doing it to me because they've been with the company for a very long time and they think they know just how everything should be done. (Sometimes, they're right. Sometimes, they're not.)
Most of the time, I can ignore them. I am, however, running out of emotional energy to do so, and tonight when one of them told me I should take on a large project because she thought it needed done, I asked her to talk to my supervisor. I was neither polite nor impolite; just neutral. She didn't like that much. But I don't have the energy right now to fix more things that weren't done or to defend myself against more groundless criticism from people who should be doing their own jobs. I am making it to work every day and doing my thing; I need people who aren't even in my department to back off.
So that's today's bitch session, faithful readers. Thursday I see the osteoplastics surgeon; a report shall be forthcoming after that.
Screw them, you've got your own stuff to deal with. If your boss is happy with you, and it sounds like that's the case, that's all you need to worry about. You played it right, don't be crappy, but don't feel obligated to indulge petty dictators.
ReplyDeleteThe people who judge you the hardest are those who have never been in your shoes, Been there. There's a reason why I don't talk to my brother-in-law to this day. It hurts, but, ultimately, it's not your problem. It's their's...
ReplyDeleteIf you are feeling forgiving on that particular day, just wish them that they don't ever have to deal with what you are going through. If not - and I had many days myself - just walk away and mutter something about their aura clashing with your tumor...
You can't control others, Duke. You can only control yourself. And it's hard, right now. I'm waiting for the "Sandwich-Board" post, when you start describing how you've told 30 people the same update and are getting tired of talking about yourself. It will come.
Trust me...
Love you bunches!