Coworkers
I have discovered that there is a vast difference between how I end up interacting with one of the shift managers at my coffee shop and how another barista does. My mornings are usually marked in silence with her. She does her thing, I do mine, and she is generally tense and not so easy to be around. We don’t really talk. On Mondays I do a lot of work by myself, and she generally seems to have poor time management.
But this morning I showed up early when I wasn’t supposed to, and when I returned to the store to sit and warm up before work, I find that she and the opening Barista are talking, chatting it up. Being friendly. I don’t really understand people all that well. I can’t tell if I manage to make her mad every time I work with her, or if she just doesn’t like something in my personality.
I tend… to not interact with my coworkers as friends. I interact with them as coworkers. People I probably shouldn’t get close to lest I cause problems. It doesn’t help I have a skewed sense of my own self worth compared to the self worth of others. I am coming to hate going to work at the coffee shop when I have to work with this Shift manager.
Maybe I’m the one who’s coming off as the standoffish, not very huggable one? Perhaps I still talk about myself too much?
You see kids, your self doubt doesn’t go away in your mid-twenties. It lingers as living throws new things your way. Work, personal relationships, co-workers: It’s all just high school all over again but with more money and reputation killing dynamics in play.
But this morning I showed up early when I wasn’t supposed to, and when I returned to the store to sit and warm up before work, I find that she and the opening Barista are talking, chatting it up. Being friendly. I don’t really understand people all that well. I can’t tell if I manage to make her mad every time I work with her, or if she just doesn’t like something in my personality.
I tend… to not interact with my coworkers as friends. I interact with them as coworkers. People I probably shouldn’t get close to lest I cause problems. It doesn’t help I have a skewed sense of my own self worth compared to the self worth of others. I am coming to hate going to work at the coffee shop when I have to work with this Shift manager.
Maybe I’m the one who’s coming off as the standoffish, not very huggable one? Perhaps I still talk about myself too much?
You see kids, your self doubt doesn’t go away in your mid-twenties. It lingers as living throws new things your way. Work, personal relationships, co-workers: It’s all just high school all over again but with more money and reputation killing dynamics in play.