I've been in a real snit at work lately, so I've not felt like blogging much when I get home. The oppressive nature of shitty administration, fuckwits in local government and a complete and total breakdown of all professional-style communication has just beaten me into submission for the time being.
I swore I was going to be a "happy" person this school year--really, I was, but there has been NOTHING to generate even the slightest inspiration that would lead me to a sunnier outlook, so I've been a bitch. The role as the bitch suits me, I realize, and it is ever-so-much more rewarding to be able to call bullshit when I see it instead of meekly going along with the status quo and hoping that change is going to just fall out of the sky.
The downside is that I'm probably slitting my own throat professionally, but these days, I don't think i even care. I suppose it has to do with being true to onself....I don't actually think that I'm a bitch, per se, but I'm sure that the name has been thrown my way and I'll do nothing to deny it. I'm happy to be considered that if it means that I'm standing up for what I believe in and questioning stupidity when ever possible. There is no "i" in team, but there is in bitch and I'm only just now discovering how powerful that can be.
2 comments:
Living in this system, I'm surprised you've been able to hold off this long. You're a better person than I am.
I have made a career of this. Some places it's just more acceptable than others. Everywhere I go, someone calls me a bitch within 3 months, but I have also improved many organizations through changes they didn't think they wanted. Once we get through the change and they get it, then I usually come out with a different label. So don't be afraid of the bitch label; it can be followed by tremendous respect. Follow your passion.
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