Today is September 14Th and if you’ve read my
posts lately, you’ll know today is the day, my night-shift co-workers and I
were meant to be going out drinking, however, I am currently snuggled up in my pyjamas
so clearly that didn’t happen. And to be honest, I’m actually happy it didn’t.
It became painfully clear, fairly early on that nobody cared,
and people were going to flake on this meet up. Sure enough, one by one they
all folded as predicted. So much for one, big happy night-shift family, eh?
They say people don’t quit companies; they quit managers. I’ve
found over the years, night-shift workers tend to not leave companies due to
the work families they form, regardless of how shit the manager or company is.
They tend to stick around for each other.
This whole flaking thing started to make me question why? Why
does, or, should, a pseudo-family has any impact on any decisions.
The answer I came to is, it shouldn’t. No other person
should impact any decisions I make regarding my life, career or anything else for
that matter. I need to be in this for me, everyone else can go fuck themselves.
So, I made a few decisions; mama bear is dead. I go to bat
for a lot of my co-workers more than they’ll ever know. Being one of, if not
the most senior on nights I feel protective of my little cubs, and I don’t let big
bad management just say what they like. However, the cubs can get the fuck out
of the cave now, Mama bear is over it.
The next decision I came to is I want to do my management CPC;
not because I want a management role, but because I want to move on and finding
somewhere that pays the same as I am on now is difficult. That bit of paper
will make things easier in the long run.
The last decision I made is to be more me. Every year after
review season, I find myself doubting my words and actions. I start questioning
how I am being perceived. Why? Who the fuck cares? My favourite quote is “Be all the
crazy bitch you want to be. They’re going to say you were anyways.” And it’s true.
I could send a harmless email and it’ll be read with a bitchy undertone. So, I may
as well be a bitch, say what I like and enjoy it. Life is too short to bite
your tongue.
Anyways, that’s enough for now, I have plans this evening to
make poor life decisions. Before I go I have this question for you; what is
your favorite quote? Let me know in the comments below. As always, stay and play
safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
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