Thursday

… But I am working on becoming more of a bitch.  Being too nice has caused me many problems throughout my life, particularly near the end of high school on into college.  Now that I’m in a managerial position for my school’s newspaper, I really have no space to be nice.  If you don’t do your job, my ass is on the line, because I’m your boss.  So do your shit and I’ll be nice.  But until then, Em is going into super-bitch mode.  I’m the head of my department – I’m allowed to require (my staff of two) to do whatever I deem necessary.  Within reason, of course, but if you aren’t doing your job and I require you to show proof that you are at least trying to do your job, that’s completely within my bounds.

And if you don’t give me the paperwork I require, I may just have to fire you.  I can’t have a weak staff.  And you, my non-friend, are on probation.

I am just too much of a people-pleaser.  I take people at their word, so it takes me awhile to figure out they are really just taking advantage of my nature and not actually doing anything more than running their mouths.  If I am working my ass off to be the mediator in a conflict, and I have actually been supporting you and trying to explain other people’s sides to you (and vice versa), but you are lying to me and actually not getting anything done?  There goes your right to have a nice boss.  If you don’t get your shit together, then bitch-mode Em is not likely to disappear soon.

I have a meeting tonight with the person who spawned this rant.  Wish me luck.

Em