Hell Hath No Fury

The problem with me is sometimes I can be fiercely uncompromising when it comes to upholding my principles. Now in an ideal world, this shouldn't be a problem at all, but twenty four years in the real world should have been enough to tell me that idealism is, at best, an elusive vision one constantly aspires to but is not, if rarely, ever reached.

Contrary to what most friends have been telling me, I do not have problems dealing with authority. As a matter of fact, I believe in the idea of an effective hierarchy spinning the gears of an organization. It's just that for most of my life, the ones whom I should be respecting and looking up to do not... well... convince me.

While I do realize it makes me sound like an arrogant, elitist, and unscrupulous s.o.b., I just can't bring myself to trust the job I have done so meticulously and analytically to be given the seal of approval by someone whom I know is ignorant of the subject matter (or, more often than not, just plain ignorant).

At any rate, I suppose for what happened last week, this was the best possible outcome. No, I wasn't terminated, and unfortunately, neither was she, but I can at least take comfort in the fact that she knows she should be careful when sending out thoughtless emails just like the one she did. Because if by any misstep, she tries to pull off that shit again, the whole team, plus HR, PLUS everyone in the industry will smell the stench of her incompetence, so help me God.

Prelude to a Swansong

I have had enough. I will not feign respect to anyone who does not deserve it. Compromising principles is too high a price to pay for keeping a job which does not even know when to appreciate.

And her. HER. How I loathe her. I have never felt as much hatred for anyone, save for my father, as much as I have now for her. Her ignorance scalds me, marrow-deep. Her presence alone is oppressive, and everyone in the team feels it. Having to think of the amount of time I have to put up talking with her, dealing with her -- being in the management team myself -- is enough to keep me a step away from leaving.

BUT. I don't want to abandon my team. I care for them too much. Sigh. I will have to see which ending this little performance of mine leads the entire show to.

It Always Was In The Blood

It was tiring, crazy, and everyday I'd go home four hours after my shift, but it was ultimately, utterly fulfilling -- and here I am still swimming on the high it left my overused nerves. It was exactly how I imagined it would feel. Ever since my mother brought me with her to work when I was six, I knew I wanted to be a teacher.


here's to my first batch of trainees :-)
Y'all will be missed when I go back to the graveyard shift.