Being made to look like you know nothing by your manager is never a good thing but when you’re training a newbie, it makes you feel twice as shite. That was the spectacle that greeted me earlier this morning. Someone broadcasting my “mistakes” across an office does not fill my heart with gooey joyful goodness. Quite the opposite, in fact.
Then mid-morning- as I ate my choccy biscuit -I got a phonecall. The number was blocked on my screen but when the person on the other end of the line introduced themselves, I realised it was about a job I applied for a few days ago. My mind thought, ‘Huzzah! They’re calling to say they want to interview me!’ But nooooo, that would be too simple. They called to reject me for said role then went on to offer me a different role. I wouldn’t mind but after reading the job description, it’s pretty much the same job I’m doing now. Things like this really irk me and leave me deflated.
So I’ve been a moody cow all day (no change there) and I’m still eversoslightly vexed about it several hours later. Stupid I know but in my defence, it’s the Brit in me- we dwell on things too much.
© G. Holder 2012