It's 5:16am and
I can't go back to sleep. I've been up since before 4am and of course my mind has been
wandering about a lot of things such as the odd
dream I just had, God and His wonderful ways of life, what I want to
do with my life, and then I started asking Him what He wants me to do
with my life since I haven't had a job since November. All these jobless months have made me think too much about what I want to do and what
path I should take that I can't seem to stick to just one thing. Then of
course I start thinking about my past jobs and this one person comes
to mind who traumatized a lot of my career path.
My
mind then drifted to that sick disease we call Cancer, because I
found out recently that two people I know have it and it makes me
wonder what on earth causes this awful thing to start in the first
place...Then that made me think back to that horrific person I once
knew and I thought, "that crazy manager of mine was like a
Cancer battle for me." I can't say what Cancer feels like and
I'm sure one can't compare it to anything else, but with the things I
went through and the steps of a Cancer battle, I would have to say
this person was like my Cancer and I'm in remission. It's a nasty
thing to say, but it's not so nasty when you actually know the person I'm referring to and some will know who I am talking about, but I will not be cold enough to mention her name on here. The fact that I can think of this person from many, many moons ago, and just
the thought still makes me cringe, gets my blood boiling, and makes
me want to cry all at the same time proves she's the worst person
I've ever known and I don't have hate for anyone. Why dwell on it
still? Well for starters, I think because I've regretted so many
times not standing up for myself when I should've, especially when
she took my laptop and went through my email and forwarded herself an
email someone else sent me, without my permission (YES, THAT REALLY
HAPPENED), but she somehow made me feel so small and so unworthy that
I couldn't bring myself to stand up to her. I guess because I felt
like she'd shun me if I ever did. Another reason I still dwell on it
is that she affected the way I worked at the next job I took and I
wish I could change that. I literally had to make a list and report EVERY little detail that I
did at work at the end of EVERY day and call her or email her EVERY morning as soon
as I got into work and EVERY evening before I left, that when I
finally got a new job it felt strange if I didn't run something by my
new manager, because I was so use to being micromanaged at the
previous job. I knew it wasn't right, but it was pretty much all I was use to in a work place. However, my new manager just wanted me to do what I thought was best and just own
it like any normal manager would want. It's like being in a bad
relationship for so long. You don't like it, but you get so use to it
that change would feel weird even if it is for the best. I mean who
really wants to deal with anxiety, paranoia, and fear of being fired
just about every single day anyway? Why did I stay there for so long,
you ask? I actually liked what I did, decent pay and benefits, big
company name, and I made close friends there.
Sometimes
I wish I could tell her what an awful person she was to me to show
her the scars she's left me, but what's the point? Perhaps it's
unfinished business or maybe it would make my mind at ease by having
closure in a sense. She made up so many lies and told me no one
wanted me there all because she wanted me gone, but I never
understood why. I remember one occasion when I threw a going away
party at a bowling alley for a VP I supported, with food & gifts,
and I took pictures and passed out awards to teams, and everyone
praised me for doing such a great job at hosting the event. It was a
great turn out and I just knew the good news would go back to her and
she'd be proud of me too...Or so I thought. She came to me the next
day and said she heard I didn't pass out the awards and that the
party turned out horrible. I couldn't believe it! It always seemed
like stories would always get switched up at that place or she'd try
to come up with a story of her own to try to catch me in something to
get me fired, because it's what she always wanted. Luckily, I had
proof with pictures, but she still gave attitude for a bit, but the
proof eventually shut her up. Some people that noticed her strange
ways, even our own courier, would say she did it out of jealousy but
jealous of what? She's 10-15 years older than me so one would think
she'd be more mature and not be so childish. I honestly think it had
a lot to do with the way she was brought up and her cold culture (no
affection, love, etc.) and also a lack of a sex life. She had a man, but always complained about him, so she probably rarely got any which can cause major frustration in women in their 30's. Yes, I just went there. I use to want more people to see how mean she
was, since she put on the friendly act to her superiors, but most
importantly I want HER to know how cold and cruel she was and hopefully becomes a better person.
Micromanagers
should never be managers and no one should ever be harassed at work
and just let it go. Maybe this is why I was awake. Maybe God answered
my question of what to do (for now) by telling me to write a brief
summary of what I went through at work to let people know it's never
okay to be bullied at work. No one should ever feel small at work or
have to report every little detail about what they did, unless of
course they're on a performance plan, but regardless it's not right
and if it's happening to you or someone you know, do as Bob Marley
said, "Get up, stand up! Stand up for your rights!" Don't
worry about losing your job, because there are plenty more out there
and remember, what's meant to be will be. Thanks for reading and God
bless. :)