Thank you all so much for encouraging me to blog again and let my feelings out. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
One of my issues w/ blogging --- I now shake so badly that it has become hard to type (you should see me eat soup). I am so mind-bogglingly scared out of my mind that fear consumes my every waking minute. It's extremely hard to wake up in the morning because when I'm asleep I don't know that my sons are in danger.
Today has been a bad day for me. I was actually sent home from work for questioning my boss's verbal abuse. When I explained that I was emotionally ill equipped to handle her demeaning attitude partly because my two sons are in Iraq -- one in Baghdad with no communication, electricity, running water -- my boss rolled her eyes as if to say "so what." (Note: I whine and cry about my sons on this blog but at work I don't say much at all about them and have asked that if someone sees me crying to just let me be and it will pass. ALSO NOTE -- this woman has been married AND divorced FIVE TIMES and has NO children.)
I just finished reading a book called "How to Work for an Idiot" by John Hoover. To summarize, "kiss your bosses a-s-s no matter how badly he/she behaves." Well, I'm sorry but I've got pride and will NOT heed that advice. My "motto" has always been "To Thine Own Self Be True," and I'm not changing it any time soon.
On my way home I called my most recent former boss (of two years; he left the company when it was sold to a HUGE acquisition company) and he said "even when you are distracted your work is better than 95% of anyone else's." My boss before him tells me he loves me every time he asks me to do some side work for him (hummmmm). My boss before that is still a good friend who I meet for lunch now and then. So I kinda don't think it's me.
Here are some recent comments made to me ABOUT my boss: "She's schizophrenic," "she's driving me f'n crazy," "she's devious," "does she have a heart?," "you never know which personality is going to answer the phone." And that's just during the three days I worked this week.
And get this ---- I helped hire her! I did the phone interviews for candidates who answered our Monster ad for a Controller. I brought her in as my choice to be interviewed by our CFO. Dah. Talk about something biting you in the butt! I won't be able to sit down for months.
And "that's the way it is. Good Day."