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- Authors: Evie Mitchell
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HOPE
SONG: 9 to 5 by Dolly Parton
Give me three reasons as to why I shouldn’t kill the idiots I work with.
I STARED at the picture of Justice Wild hanging above my desk, mentally
cataloguing the ways in which he embodied the perfect bad-boy rocker
vibe.
Cocky grin — check.
Tattoos — check.
Wild hair — check.
Women screaming his name — check.
Excellent music — triple check.
Once upon a time he’d lived next door. The moody but charismatic kid
who’d channelled his love of music into a billion-dollar career.
Meanwhile, here I was living in my grandmother’s house, dealing with
difficult employees and working for a boss that didn’t seem to understand
why I was stressed.
“We’ve never had this conversation.”
I blinked, as I came back to reality with a rough thud.
Taking a deep breath, I unmuted myself.
“Kiara, I don’t think this is a productive meeting. You’re saying we’ve
never had this conversation before, I’m saying I’ve provided you with
feedback both directly and through others in the team. I think—”
“The only feedback you’ve ever provided to me was when you called
my work shabby. Then I sat at my desk and cried for an hour.”
I stared at the woman on the other side of the screen, desperately
fighting for calm.
Kiara had the potential to be an amazing employee. The issue was that
she assumed she didn’t need to change anything.
“I don’t believe I’ve called your work shabby.”
“You did!” Her voice caught and her eyes welled with tears. “You’re a
horrible boss! How can you say you didn’t?”
I muted myself and stared at the screen, biting the inside of my cheek to
keep from crying. Kiara’s rant began once again, her face flushing as tears
ran unchecked down her cheeks.
I hated this conversation. I hated how after every catch up I felt drained
and useless. I hated how this had been going on for months and despite my
best efforts we seemed to be stuck in the same cycle.
I’d provide her with feedback. She’d deny I ever provided her with the
feedback. I’d show her emails and notes from our meetings, and she would
deny we ever had that conversation.
It had gotten to the point where I’d begun to doubt my own sanity. I’d
begun to look over my notes and wonder if they were lies – figments of my
imagination.
They weren’t but that was how I was beginning to feel.
An hour later the conversation ended with agreement for yet another
discussion.
I ended the call and tossed off my headset, pinching the bridge of my
nose to keep from crying.
“Damn it,” I muttered, rolling my shoulders as if trying to shrug off the
energy of the discussion we’d just had. “I don’t want to do this anymore.”
Once upon a time I’d loved my job. We worked with businesses of all
kinds creating custom solutions for their organizations. Be it social media
posts, meeting minutes, developing project plans, or supporting staff
recruitment. The work was varied and interesting, the hours were great, the
pay was excellent, and I had managed a great team of twelve staff who all
loved their jobs.
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