Thursday, January 22, 2009

Bang on the Drum

Work wouldn't be so bad if you didn't have a boss or clients, meetings, paperwork or the requirement of showing up. Minus those pitfalls, it would be a pretty sweet setup.
OK, so that's a bit drastic. For the most part, I like my job. My clients and coworkers are great, I love the setting in which I work with them and I rarely wake up with the dread of having to do my job. I have multiple supervisors due to the way my job is set up, but unfortunately one of them is "The Boss."
One of my internal resolutions for the year was to change my attitude toward "The Boss." I'm working towards a better attitude in general, emotional "flair" if you will. My thought was that maybe this year would be a good time to work on how I present myself to "The Boss." That lasted through one "meaningful" conversation and about a week and a half of positive thinking. Notice the quotes? I use those terms loosely. I've come to the decision that this person is undeserving of a title that indicates power and nothing in our "relationship" can remotely be described as meaningful. This past week after events unfolded and an impromptu conversation was held, I have officially come to the unchangeable decision that I despise "The Boss." From here on out "The Boss" will be replaced with douche bag. No quotes needed.
Herein lies my dilemma. I have a very difficult time hiding my true feelings. I still want to work on being a better person, however how can I do this when interacting with a person I have zero respect for? Why should I, when douche bag has repeatedly shown me that he has little to give? Douche bag has no clue as to who I am as a person and quite honestly how I perform as an employee. He has rarely seen me doing my job and the one time I suggested he try, I was met with sarcasm and condescension. I rely on those I immediately work with to provide me with the feedback and support I need. My time with douche bag is wasted with hollow compliments and useless feedback, while at the same time he has a way of leading me to feel unsure of myself. If I had a desk, it would undoubtedly be in the basement with the supplies by now. I realize there is no future in my job; however, I think I'm good at what I do. I don't want a prize or recognition, I simply want to feel valued. Douche bag does not value me, he sees me as less then important, despite what he may say.
It drives me fucking nuts that I wasted my energy and effort apologizing for my past behaviors and admitting to my wrong doings. Don't get me wrong, I meant what I said, but I hate that I said it to someone who owes many other people a much bigger apology.
So, whats my plan of attack? I will continue to do my job to the best of my ability and seek support from those around me that see what I do. When it comes time for interacting with douche bag I will continue to attempt to be a better person. Not for his benefit, but mine and my coworkers. Beyond that? Grin and bare it, because I can't stand the fucking dick.

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