An Apology

Sometimes, especially when Mercury is in retrograde and I've been sleeping much less than normal, I wait to do things like respond to my boss's childish temper tantrum and blaming escapades via email immediately after they take place. It's good to listen to my intuition. Even though I fret about the interaction and disdain for it, and what I should do about it.

I waited to respond. Deleted the email. Stayed up too late. Slept well and woke to a dream, a bad dream? that featured two black cats, one with a broken tail, one that leisurely sat and watched me walk past; an open window on my house, and two black men walking away from my place. It was clear that they had just robbed my house but they were cool so I fumbled with my keys to get in. 


Sometimes I'm not clear about how to handle something - I'm bossy, verging on aggressive sometimes - and this has landed me in hot water a lot in the past.  But at this point in my life I can't afford to be so fiery that it gets in the way of my career and stuff. Besides, my way isn't the only way, and being nice is better than being right. Usually. Except when I'm right. Which is usually. 


Anyway, my boss came into my office first thing this morning and apologized. Fairly profusely, too. She talked about how things have been tough lately. When I agreed and said that this week had been particularly intense for everyone, she responded by telling me that she's been having a shitty year and nearly cried. I feel for the lady, not knowing what is happening in her life, despite my gripes with her, she's a person. But I can set that aside and not get personally involved. 


The conversation that ensued was a darned good one. We talked philosophy, vision, and approach. She heard me loud and clear, and even seemed to respect my view. Particularly when I reminded her that my momentum had to do with her directives. Gosh, she's so difficult to manage.

I'm still working on my resume and cover letter. This place needs much more than I've got the energy for. I ain't young and there's too much other stuff to do.