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It's one of those nights. The ones where you know you should go to bed, but the idea of going to bed is just too daunting. I've often pondered why, but tonight it hit me. I don't want to go to bed because I don't want to deal with tomorrow.
First, let me say I do like my job. More than that I like where I work - most days. But lately there's been "poison" in the air, and unfortunately the bossman is completely oblivious to the source for that poison. He knows that it's there, but he's completely wrong about where it's coming from. And I guess that's only natural because the source is in large part him. It's nothing that he's intentionally doing, but his misguided attempts to fix it are making it so much worse.
And I think I'm going to have to be the one to confront him.
And there's that part of me that just wants to curl up and give into the little voice screaming: But I don't wanna!
And it's all so draining.
I'm trying to figure out how to do this is a constructive way. Because he's not a bad person; he's just been so disconnected to what's developed in the office over the last year.
So I sit here dreading going to bed because I'm dreading morning and another day of strain. I won't have a chance to deal with it tomorrow and maybe not the next day. But I will take this on and deal with the consequences of it, as well.
Because that's how I am.
First, let me say I do like my job. More than that I like where I work - most days. But lately there's been "poison" in the air, and unfortunately the bossman is completely oblivious to the source for that poison. He knows that it's there, but he's completely wrong about where it's coming from. And I guess that's only natural because the source is in large part him. It's nothing that he's intentionally doing, but his misguided attempts to fix it are making it so much worse.
And I think I'm going to have to be the one to confront him.
And there's that part of me that just wants to curl up and give into the little voice screaming: But I don't wanna!
And it's all so draining.
I'm trying to figure out how to do this is a constructive way. Because he's not a bad person; he's just been so disconnected to what's developed in the office over the last year.
So I sit here dreading going to bed because I'm dreading morning and another day of strain. I won't have a chance to deal with it tomorrow and maybe not the next day. But I will take this on and deal with the consequences of it, as well.
Because that's how I am.