So at work I am a pretty chicken kind of person as far as the rules. I usually walk the line and follow all of the code of business conduct things put upon me. Well last month the declared a surplus at my job.
That means if you are not amongst the ones who have to scamper for another position in the company...you had better watch it because they will be looking for ways to get rid of people. Everything is based on seniority and basically it is a last in, last out, kind of surplus. Well I work with a great group of people and we have a lot of fun.
Until the last year I have been consistently one of the top producers in the building. This last year I was given a different position and I am having a hard time learning it. There is no budget for training classes and the one for the portion of my job is a four month class. Just to learn how to move around in the computers. That does not include actually learning the technical products. There is no class...thus I have to learn from people around me. Well they are overtaxed and do not have the proper training nor knowledge to teach me, so I have been left to help do admin things like merging spreadsheets in excel and pre-prepping work so that others can do the work. Basically crap stuff.
So I am now a very low producer, we are down to the wire, and at the same time I got a new micro management boss who has been listening to all the troublemakers in the group. You know the ones who immediately stick their heads up the new bosses butt and talk smack and stir trouble. This way they divert attention from how much they do not do. To top it all off we are under surplus so everyone is watching everyone. The usual telling and ratting out each other also so that perhaps if someone is lost, a person on the surplus list will be able to save their slot.
Well even worse, corporate security decided to do an audit and pulled the whole areas e-mails. (or so I hear) and of all the people to get busted for sending an email outside the company...you guessed it.....me. See I have this group of pal's that email all day long and goof off. But they are fast and are still the best producers in the building. Well we all got busted. As of today there are about 15. All of my pals knew about getting called in except me. They never thought I would be called because I am so dang square and I have only done it a handful of times. I am the nerd of the group and I take the rules quite serious. I am the provider for my family and I know this is a big responsibility, so I walk the line. But I did join in the goofing about 3 months ago and was not as rigid on my actions for a couple of weeks there and I did email a bit. We have been told we can use it for very limited things, but not like my pals email. It figures the one with my name on it would be the one they pull. Of all the luck!
Yes I was in the wrong...but what a time to get caught at it. So never the less, now I am being watched. I found out today that I got the least amount of punishment out of everyone. I got put on a pn. Private notice. Six months till it is off my head, and then the union will ask that it is removed from my record that follows me. So it is not too bad, but not too good either. When others had decision making leaves, written up. and 9 months probation, and have been let go, I am pretty privileged to still have a job.
But I have been stressed for it was a stupid thing to do, but what really kills me is that all day every day I see people getting and sending personal stuff. Including management and stuff a zillion times worse than just responding to an email that was sent back and forth all day. I am not one to squawk about that when called in, but it has made me wonder WHY US? It is awfully strange that the highest producing bunch is the group that got the trouble. Something smells fishy. Heck the upper management even "sung my praises" to me on my degree as she stern talked me.
I don't get it.????????
But the point to my story is that each time my eyes have welled up with tears and I feel just as if I was pulled in by a group of elders. I have had a mindful of things to say and have not been able to say it. I feel so damn small. Just like a freaking lil pussy kid again and I cannot explain to them that I am not crying because I am so weak.....it is because I am so DAMN MAD. It is hypocrisy and bullshit! Heck one of the ladies talking to me did not look me in the eyes because she herself has emailed me and vice versa. She knows it is crap, but I kept my mouth shut because she could not stop what was happening and she has really been good to me. (I know it was out of her control.) Anyhow, I hate that abused person reaction I have and I work so damn hard to bite my lip, suck it up, and breathe correctly, anything to not cry. But it still happens. The more mad I get the more I can’t stop it from happening, the more it happens, the more mad I get and I HATE IT!!
I always end up dry heaving when I get away and into a bathroom. I physically get sick and then I cry till I am dry. I have talked to a therapist about it and it is normal after all that I have been through. I don't go see her now, but I sure could use some help if anyone has a trick they use to not loose it when called into situations like that. I know it has to do with elders meetings and such...I get that same feeling. I know it must too have to do with never being able to question authority.
Mind you I have gotten better, but I am tired of looking weak at the most inappropriate times. In my head, I know I am stronger than most that I end up having to talk to, I know I have what it takes and a better case and all the rest...but every once in a while if caught by surprise...I cant help it and I loose it. I wish I could just tell them that they really need not "mistake my tears for weakness." For from where I stand, compared to most of my childhood friends and family, I am the strong one, I am still standing and facing the past present and future. I have carved a path and I am reaching for goals. They have all cracked or fallen. I wrote a poem on it once. Bear with me for I am not a poet. Just a bit melodramatic. hehe
Here I stand, the entire world to see
I,woman,child of the earth.
I am dirt, earth. Ever changing with the elements.
When all is weathered,
all water stops
sun stops
the breaking
I remain.
The earth, full of texture.
Constant.
Making things grow.
Being things stable to those without roots.
Grit between your teeth. Warm on your toes
your legs and chest in the sun.
Shifting changing but still remaining. I stand.
(Feb 9,99 Decki)
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BUT……….For all my advancement, I feel so much like I am in the borg right now. I freaking whimpered up and cried when called to the bosses office. DAMN! Freaking NINNY
Anyone else have this problem?
Also, please forgive me for sounding like such a downer and whining. also too, I bet it is in really bad taste to reveal such a weakness to an entire world of people, but what the hell...It can't be more embarrasing than crying in front of your boss. Repeatedly.AAAAgggghhh freaking Ninny again!