I participated in a very angry conversation on the bus this evening. It was with my boss and took place entirely in my head.
My boss is an odd one. She doesn’t like people whom she perceives to be ‘weak’, partly because I don’t think she understands them. She’s the type of person who has far too much energy; she survives on about four hours sleep a night, which may be fine for her, but it’s a bit much that she doesn’t understand that most ordinary people can’t.
I have no idea what happened. I was absolutely fine. I had some issues with a couple of things, but it was nothing that a good whinge wouldn’t fix. But then Dotty came in and said we could go home early, and I just burst into tears.
*shrugs*
And then my boss got wind of it, and she came crashing into the room babbling on about stuff (pressure mainly) that didn’t actually have anything to do with why I was upset
(I don’t really know why I was upset, and the thing she thinks is upsetting me, isn’t)
and I couldn’t find the words to tell her nicely to ‘piss off’, so I just turned my back on her and grunted once or twice. Now she thinks I’m weak and rude (probably).
I need her to know that I wasn’t feeling pressured, I just want to be prepared. Why does she assume everything is about pressure and not having the ability to cope? Tsk.
Sometimes I just need a damn good uncontrollable sob and the weight lifts, the mist clears and everything is hunky-dory again …
In happier news, I’m partaking of a trip in a big scary metal bird in February (to Prague with Mumsy, to see my Big Brother and finally meet my littlest niece) … Will I cry with fear this time, or won’t I? Oh, of course I will … *grin*
There is a bright side to this- at least your boss noticed you were upset! She may have jumped to conclusions about why. A truly bad boss would have run a mile when you were having a sob. I had a boss once who used to take me out for a walk when I started to get upset.
I’m with belfin: at least she noticed! Perhaps she finds it awkward because she doesn’t know how to express her own emotions, so when faced with anothers’ her mind goes into overdrive and she probably grasps for the first thing she can think of.
Prague.. I am jealous… you will be fine on the plane! Of course, if you decide not to go, I’ll be happy to take your place