Yesterday was a rough work day. My co-workers got on my "everlasting" nerves (have no idea where this saying came from, but you get the point). I did a lot of eye-rolling, exasperated sighing and out bursts of "Good night! Give me a break". There's too much going on and as you know, my supervisor and I are not the best of friends, so that idiot is constantly heaping more on my plate and I'm the nut that keeps taking it b/c I'm determined to "step up to the challenge, hit it out of the park, and then stick my tongue out when it's done." Anyway, needless to say I talked about it throughly with God and asked for a better disposition and attitude. I'm fully aware that I can't change other people, but I can change me.
So this morning, a co-worker sent me this after she sent a ludicrous request and I responded kindly (after a huge sigh mind you):
Date: July 12, 2007 8:44:10 AM CDT
To: roz
I think you are too nice...I have asked the Lord to help me make this a good
morning ~ I need a prayer that he does...!
Not a lot, but definitely encouraging. I love when people ask me to pray for them, makes me feel like I'm living a life that shows my conversations just might get up to God. ;-)
******Update********
Okay, it's almost the end of the work day (I'm going to have to work late) and today was really no better than yesterday, but all in all I feel as though I handled it better. Even had a meeting with idiot supervisor in which he implied that he noticed I was going directly to his supervisor for comments instead of coming to him and I simple told him that I was in fact going to her b.c we had a clearer means of communication and my timeline is short and that if he "needed" to be in the loop then I ask that he give me her direct comments along with his b/c I'm often unaware of many options once he gives me her/his feedback. In essence, he's a horrible middle man, so I cut him out. And I'll do it again. Hey idiot man, I've got a job to do!
Oh and amongst the chaos of the day, I discovered that the Weight Watchers little carrot cakes are indeed, little and not really all that tasty. Just an FYI.
Happy Thursday all!
1 comment:
What the crap..I hate managers like that!
I really hate that whole your stepping on my toes by talking to my superior talk. If you were on your game I wouldn't have a problem talking to you...Don't let them steal your joy. I just had to start smiling and saying my stuff in a smart but cleaver way and when I don't want to bothered just shut my door.
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