Tired of Being Invisible Today

Today was a grouchy day. Maybe it was the cold.  Maybe it was a diva.

I just left for an afternoon on Friday and I could see the chatter about something in my area. I heard from the thinker about it.  She took care of it but she needed some help and the diva tried.  

My issue isn't the help part.  My issue is that the diva stopped listening to me.  She would ask a question after she had some training and then I would find the same question in another chat.  I have made comments in meetings or calls only to get swatted down by her.  I thought maybe she saw the light a little bit when I broke down.  Nah.  Then she is offering to train the thinker on my area.  

I don't care who wants to work with who on what stuff.  It's the dismissive attitude.  It's the stepping on me moments that just absolutely pissed me off today.  I showed you kindness and you still take a shitty attitude with me.  

I grew weary with our call amongst ourselves with her complaining about the weather where she lives and how hard it was for her to go to her pilates class.  I finally threw out the temperature here and she did a Woah!  when I said it.  Yeah.  Believe it or not some people are colder than you and not feeling so great so please give it a rest.

I can't take it personal.  She pushes back on others.  It was all those conversations about feeling put down at times from co-workers that aggravates me now.  I confided in someone who is really a bitch.  I guess that one is on me.  Sigh.

The cold is getting to me.  I would like to be able to get outside more.  I have things I can do.  I have my sad little pilates kit myself that I could have used today.  I used my stepper in between doing tasks to get a 1 or 3 minute burst of moving.  I just drove to the store and got a few things on my lunch.  I did a workout on my Healthy TV subscription.  

I saw the work that Don Lemon did in Minneapolis.  I wish Don had a streaming service.  Feels like it would be easier to watch.  All he did was talk to people.  Interview them.  He walked into a church wit others.  It's ok if you stand outside and wait for someone to nab but talk to people?  Not ok, I guess.  That's aggravating me as well.

Still not sure what the hell this thing is on the side of my nose. I really think it will heal but it kind of sucks looking at it today and it did start to bleed.  Yes, I touched it and well, could feel something like it was something part of a face mask. Yeah.  I won't go into gross details. I shouldn't have, but at least I got an idea of what it might be.  Or I think I might.  

It's been a sucky day.  Glad it's over.  


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