Life throws us some curve balls; we all have different coping mechanisms
Hiding under the bed covers apparently doesn’t work and yes that is a lovely dream isn’t it, all snug wrapped up in a soft blanket, a great book in your hands and a box of chocolates by your side, comfy plumped pillows, a view of the sea, a gentle breeze waving the sheer muslin curtains …. Dreaming…. would be nice wouldn’t it.
Aside from throwing the covers over our head, sending cryptic email messages, that even confuse me as I try to write them edit them re write and re edit.
So I sucked it up put on my big girl breeches and solved half of my problem.
Now to solve the other half which may prove more difficult than I thought, I am so going to get caught out and I
- Hate secrets
Never sat well with me, I will forever be looking over my shoulder waiting for someone to push me off my pedestal, I can only hope that below me is a trampoline, and that I can bounce back reasonably unscathed.
You see technically I have two jobs, I know go figure how did you get yourself into this mess Rae.
Well by not wanting to let anyone down namely my trainees. As I currently work in a very toxic environment. It’s like working in a morgue, not that I have ever worked in one but I imagine with those large freezers to hold dead bodies, expansive rows of metal trolleys ready to receive the deceased, instruments lined up ready to dissect bodies, polished hard concrete floors, sombre, no windows, large bright overhead very unflattering fluorescent lights.
Fascinating job though it may be, conducting autopsies, on TV it does look a little lonely.
Too much TV for me maybe?
People don’t laugh much here, are afraid for their jobs and are clinging to the hope that something better will come along.
So with this in mind and watching my colleagues fall apart around me I approached my manager and suggested and negotiated a reduction in hours as I have F….A.. to do. I also romanticised that this might save other jobs as a few have been
let go (made redundant) Long story short, surely it is only a matter of time before my head is on the chopping block. Even though no one else here has my qualifications so they could be a little screwed (Diploma of Management).
Being very lucky and blessed I do have another job to go to which is for two days a week to start with, a promise of a third in the very near future and another shortly after that. I am aiming for a four-day week so I can spend some time doing other STUFF.
I can’t wait to start with this team of motivated dynamic likeminded people who know how to laugh, loudly and proudly, probably disturbing others with our raucous behaviour.
I initially had thoughts of resigning from my current job but could see that wasn’t going to work just yet as I haven’t quite completed all of my trainees, they would be left stranded and have to learn to love another trainer, and that is how I landed myself in this awkward position.
I am blessed, as my new partners in crime are more than happy with my arrangements of working two days here and two days there though I am not confident that the first mob will be able to keep me employed in their ever dwindling strategies to monopolise and dominate their market.
There is no conflict of interest as they aim for different markets
However if they were to find out that I was working for someone else as well as them I would probably be fired so I guess that’s a positive and a way out though not very gracious. I hate secrets and won’t be able to play this game very well also I know my conscious is going to give me many sleepless nights and my chest will be pulsing away as the blood pumps through my body in fits and starts and my anxiety levels will rise.
Hopefully for not to long and we can return to normal less scary activities.
What do you think?