Death by phone

So, here I am..months later at working killing some time before it's time to call it a night. Shaking my head at what the day has brought and the many buttwipes that have come my way. Why do people act in such nasty manners when it comes to something simple like their phones? I have seen some of the worst sides of the human nature unfold with a sentence of "I'm sorry but yes, this will cost you fifty dollars to replace". But aaa..such is life..waking up to the unpleasant causes people to tap into their inner devils and unfold a lashing so severe only to struck by reality. It is what it is, you need to grow up, and deal with the ramnifications of your decisions. At least, that's my motto, do what you want, scream all you want, sucks for you buddy. Be nice, and I'll see what I can do, I was going to do it anyway but now that you're acting entitled...hmmm...

Anyway, this not only applies to the vengeance of people on their property but anything that impedes the comfortability that they have operated in. Today, the crapshoot blew to the roof when schedules had to be changed to reflect equality amongst all workers when "the favored" did not speak to some of the workers because we upset the "natural order". Gossip groups started flourishings, warnings expedited, and quarreling springing up with the mention of one comment. Yes, drama!! Oo, the drama between "the reporter" --the one who reported the unjust scheduling to the "responder"--the one who decided that "I ain't dealing with you witches no more" (lol). Finally, the team leader decided to actually do what he's supposed to do which is lead and started working towards a resolution while I'm caught in the middle. MM...some of the stuff that happened made me nearly jump out of my skin but hey at the end of the day we all just have to step back, reflect, and see if all the hullaballoo is really worth it. Because as much as the "reporter" said she didn't care what the "responder" said..she does..because all her assertions of "I'm ok, I don't need to talk to her"..really translate to "I miss the community we used to have and I wish it was back the way it was before I said something". All that near up and down swearing that everything's ok assured me that as much as we say "we don't care about all that stuff" that it's actually deeply important to our emotional well-being.

So, whatever you swear "you don't care about" ...just step back and be honest with yourself for at least one moment of the day and admit quietly to yourself that you DO care and that it does matter. It's quite liberating and after admitting that to my nemesis aka my team leader, it felt very cathartic...like and ole time baptismal in the river cleansing me from my past. It is what it is..it's in our human nature to care. So death by phone..not likely..but truthfulness revealed..finally. And with these thoughts I close my night.

Goodnight friends,

Island Gal