A Day of Holding My Breath

Today, was a challenge.

When I came home for lunch- I thought surely I would be unemployed by 5pm. One of my bosses had stepped all over and basically disregarded my total existence- but I felt that I had handled it well and just responded with "that's fine." Moments later I am walking down the hall back to my office and I hear him talking smack about me to another partner. I almost stuck my head in their office and said screw this I'm done.

Because here is the thing- this happens on a daily basis-- but today I just happened to catch it. So by some divine intervention I managed to make it to my office to cool down. For the next 3 hrs I spent juggling thoughts of should I say something or not. I've never been one to roll over and play dead- I am strong willed and I am not submissive. But in this matter it could mean my job, our source of income- that's alot to mess with.

I realized- that what I was feeling is what almost all the employees fill there now and have probably felt for since the history of the firm. So I went to one of the partners after lunch and basically unburdened myself. And surprisingly IT WENT WELL!!!! I feel that I not only expressed myself, but I gave a voice to all of us putting up with this daily abuse. At any rate, I feel tons better- but we will see what tomorrow holds.

On another note- I think I could listen to Damien Rice sing forever-- it's like he is narrating life in a strange, but oh so lovely way.