This week was one of the stress weeks. I have noticed an inclination for all my posts or some of them, to include the word stress. Well I am. I hardly want to get out of bed to deal with the drama’s of work. Deaths by car accident, drug overdoses, gay bashings, cancer scares, uni exams. I only have a measley relationship issue, the object of my affection lives a fair bit away from me!
My boss finally left for a new job, which makes her happier. All the tactics I have employed over the last few weeks to avoid some of my team losing their bonus have now paid off. The little tykes, we may aswell call them that, have had emotional issues for which I am now a one woman referral service to some counselling service through work (anonymous of course). The plus side, is as I have worked on making my lil tykes happier, by listening to their problems, giving them cards to this place, and then going home absoutely shattered each night are paying off.
I feel like I should be making them lunches in the mornings, sending them off to school and when they come home from school I tend to their bruises and scrapes. I hand out the tissues, and at the end of the day sit there and think, where is my development? All I am right now is a glorified babysitting service. I yearn for a bunch of tykes I don’t need to take care of like they are my kids.
Bah, I asked for this job, I got what I wanted in spades. Here you are Lori!! Take this team, and good luck sucker!!!!
One the plus side, and I mean plus, Melormous has moved on, and for that I am grateful. I was getting a little tired of it reading my emails. Perhaps I should have something salatious for it to read. ’nuff of the work rant I guess.
Family duties tomorrow.
Had another discussion with a friend last week about things, I was a bit surprised when the friend told me that they had trust issues with me. Because of the fight we had a while ago. I didn’t think I was that horrible, and I had apologised a few weeks after the fight, but I apologised again in June and told them why the fight occurred. Seems as tho, like with someone else, my apologies aren’t worth alot. I thought they would have understood what I had been through with X and forgiven me. I guess however they haven’t. There’s nothing I can say to that.
It sucks, it hurt that they don’t feel comfortable going out with me alone, and not sure what they think I am going to do.. attack or Kick them to the kerb? I don’t understand the logic of that one. And apparently it is “well” known I don’t like the current love interest they have. Hate, that’s strong word, and really, I got over it a long time ago, they haven’t. Just aswell I have moved on and made new friends.
Moot point really, I have to think about the fact that I am moving countries in 6 months time. New start, new friends. Keep some of my current friends and let the others drift off into their own worlds and wish them nothing but the best. At least I will live the way I want to, and not what is expected of me. Been there, done that.
Sounds kind of familiar to my own experiences of being in management. At times i feel like i am the kindergarden teacher and some of my staff the children rather than the adults they actually are.
I find it very irritating to handle sometimes. I just wish that they would get a grip. However we are talking young people. So I guess it’s understandable that whilst this is probably their first real job, they need to learn how to work in a professional environment.