Saturday, March 21, 2015

Back Down the Rabbit Hole

After 5 wonderful days off, one traveling, two playing flyball, and two working the second job, I finally darkened the door at my "real" job. There was no welcome mat rolled out. No, "hey it's good to see you. " Nobody asked where I had been or how my weekend was.

A tad deflated I was when briskly reintroduced to the workplace drama that my stellar weekend had erased from my brain.  I was accosted immediately with a tsunami of scheduling issues and an angry clinic cat that didn't want his nail trims. The twisted reality of people who don't act like they like each other that much, forced to spend all day together in order to have groceries and power, reared its bobble head with a shiny Cheshire smirk.  I got cranky and couldn't seem to shake it.

To top it off, one of my doctors informed me that my speed of work (which I was thought was a good thing) was actually detrimental and that I needed to slow down. Slowing down is hard to do when you are super busy and always aware of the clock.  I even caught myself refusing help simply because it was easier to do it myself rather than take time to interact with somebody else.

Don't get me wrong. I work in a very nice clinic with genuine veterinarians. I am paid a fair wage for a CVT, and my manager is wonderful advocate for her staff. I have turned down other jobs to stay there. I was looking forward to being back at my regular job, where I know where things are and what is expected, only to be dropped down the rabbit hole of reality. Whoosh!

In the world of work, even those who are lucky enough to have jobs we like, still have to deal with everyday nuisances of human relationships (and in my case animals too!) If you're good at it, you develop a coping skill set for the various scenarios that rub you wrong. If you're not, you limp along in your work relationships until you give up and  find somewhere else to go.

I have to admit that I have become a super-coper.  I have spent most of life "coping" with some thing or other.  Lately, I ponder if it's possible  to move through life without having to cope all the time. Can I invent a possibility of just being without needing to constantly cope with every stupid thing that comes my way? While I  believe the answer is yes,  I'm not so sure I know how to cope with it.

Peace! lw






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