Only one week left of working here full-time! I’m not excited about collecting unemployment and the hit my checking account will take, but I am excited to get the hell outta here.
There are two sayings that come to mind at this time. 1- Distance makes the heart grow fonder. 2- Outta sight, outta mind. From my experience last semester, with being out of the office once a week, I know that my feelings will be more “outta sight outta mind”. Yet, I’m not feeling it quite 100%. Although I will not be here on a full-time basis, I will be coming in at least once on the weekends and this is leaving me with much anxiety.
First, on the day that I will be here the BFB, the Butt Pimple, and her cronies will be here. Now, one would say – just ignore them and that is just what I do. But I find that the more I am away from the BFB the more I realize how mental she is and the less tolerance I have for her when I am near her. My relationship with her is so damaged that upon her return from Holiday break she has been in and out of my office several times and spoken to everyone except me. No Hello, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year – nothing. Then today she speaks to me, she asks me why there is a sign about no classes during a particular week. I told her that is has been on the calendar since August. She begins to persist that there will be classes, based on a conversation she had with the boss yesterday. I told her the boss did not say anything to me, and she insists that I was present for the conversation. I told her I was not privy to such a conversation. She once again insisted that I was and that I was sitting in my chair while she and the boss had this conversation in my office. I told her if that was the case that I was not invited into the conversation and therefore unaware of the discussion because it was not my conversation to partake in. Again she persisted with the fact that there were no conversations and why was such a sign made. I told her I was unaware of the sign she was speaking of and that if the boss made this decision the boss did not inform me about it and she needed to take it up with the boss. THIS is the nonsense that I have to look forward to for the next few months! I am praying for the strength God can grant me.
Second, I am fearful of the messes that have occurred during the week that I will be walking into on the weekend. I’ve worked hard here to keep things flowing at a good pace to keep things organized. The mere thought that while I my involved begins to dwindle, things are going to fall apart before my eyes upsets me. I know – again we are posed with the question of why do I even care, but for whatever that reason maybe I do care. Someone said to me I am staying on out of comfort. I can’t disagree with that, but another part of the reason are the perks I will be getting during this time. I can come and go as I please, I know the job and don’t have to go through another learning process, and I set my own work pace. I mean let’s face it, after all this time I can do this job with my eyes closed.
As time passes I will discern whether or not this arrangement is worth it. But hopefully the time will pass quickly enough that I will not even realize it and before I know it September will be here and I will finally move on – totally and completely – with my life.
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