A fresh graduate’s work table viewSouvenirs from colleagues’ trips (Much appreciated when the hours drag)Biscuits (that I love but do not know the name of)Filched from the box the boss left outside because ofHer strict dietGummies awkwardly given by a micromanagerAn excessive abundance of binder clipsA multitude of chocolates to maintain the stress levels and -An ubiquitous pen, one of many, that will one dayGo missing like the rest of its comrades
It’s been a bad week at work. The superior has been incessantly picking on everything I do, and every little thing has had the unfortunate effect of making her offended or pissed, with me on the receiving end.I spent a large part of Valentine’s night sitting in my bedroom crying silent tears and feeling sorry for myself, and then I forced myself to go for a jog before dinner at 830PM. It was dark, and nobody could see my tears. Perfect.
Just passed 7 months at work!I wonder when I’ll stop counting these anniversaries and in truth sometimes I forget completely. Because while 7 months has made me too tired to be angry for too long, it has not completely numbed me to how difficult it is to work with some people.My Myer-Briggs’ personality type is the Advocate and personally I hate unfair situations. Which is generally difficult because... life is unfair most of the time.
Hello, February 6 months and 21 days. That’s how long since I’ve started life in the corporate world.I’ve been in a bit of a rut recently. I feel stuck at work, and that nothing is moving along, and I am just one little pawn piece being moved around to wherever requires a little minion. It’s the life of the lowest organism in the food chain (pond scum, if you will) and I find myself resenting the circumstances (colleagues who suddenly fell ill for extended months).
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