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Today I’m 32. And exactly a year and 8 months sober. I will have to attach that little addendum to my personal timeline for the rest of my life. That’s okay. It’s cheesy but it’s also a substantial accomplishment so it’s okay. Without it I’d be a mess (and not a hot one) or deceased, so I might as well fully embrace it.
I had to work today and when I pulled up to the old guy’s house where he lives with his family, my boss was waiting for me. She got out of her BMW and told me that the old guy’s family had called her very distressed due to my lackadaisical job performance. She gave me a list of things I had been doing wrong with the fellow. All fixable, but the way my employer was talking it sounded like I had left the old guy in the middle of nowhere hobbling along on train tracks or something.
But I’m not fired or even reprimanded really, I was just re-trained. When she finished categorically telling me everything I had been doing wrong and how very upset the family was, she smiled and said, “Oh by the way, happy birthday!” without irony or cruelty. Then she hinted darkly that the family had had “big problems” with caregivers in the past and didn’t want a repeat performance. Ominous!
Let me clarify: I didn’t think I was being lackadaisical or half-assed. I thought I was doing well because no one told me otherwise until my boss personally came over to show me that I was screwing up pretty royally. I hate that. I hate being told that everything’s cool and to find out later that it isn’t cool at all and hasn’t been for while so that major distress and resentment builds up. Just let it out, people, before it snowballs!
That of course goes for my personal life as well. Which is another entry.
I had to work today and when I pulled up to the old guy’s house where he lives with his family, my boss was waiting for me. She got out of her BMW and told me that the old guy’s family had called her very distressed due to my lackadaisical job performance. She gave me a list of things I had been doing wrong with the fellow. All fixable, but the way my employer was talking it sounded like I had left the old guy in the middle of nowhere hobbling along on train tracks or something.
But I’m not fired or even reprimanded really, I was just re-trained. When she finished categorically telling me everything I had been doing wrong and how very upset the family was, she smiled and said, “Oh by the way, happy birthday!” without irony or cruelty. Then she hinted darkly that the family had had “big problems” with caregivers in the past and didn’t want a repeat performance. Ominous!
Let me clarify: I didn’t think I was being lackadaisical or half-assed. I thought I was doing well because no one told me otherwise until my boss personally came over to show me that I was screwing up pretty royally. I hate that. I hate being told that everything’s cool and to find out later that it isn’t cool at all and hasn’t been for while so that major distress and resentment builds up. Just let it out, people, before it snowballs!
That of course goes for my personal life as well. Which is another entry.