The weekend is over and thankfully I’m not as sad as I thought I would be.  Four days of being away from work didn’t seem like enough when my vacation began but thankfully I was able to get what I needed out of my time off.

I don’t know if I’ve flatly declared that I hate my job…again.  This a different one from the one I ranted about back at the beginning of 2013.  In my time spent at the current time sucking temple of degeneration I’ve learned a few things.

1.  Don’t take everything you experience at face value.  My boss has a serious psychological problem.  He has told himself (and from my perspective of him, now firmly believes) that the work of his subordinates is directly attributable to his human value.  Therefore if I do something wrong he tends to assume that I just don’t care about the quality of my work and I am dangerously close to making his world collapse.  As a result he has a tendency to focus only on my mistakes with verbal badgering and ridiculous claims that I do not take pride in my work and he is paying me too much.  I’ve also never received positive feedback if I do something correctly.  All of these things have caused me deep emotional anguish and before this weekend I had no desire to return to work there because of the strain it is putting on my mental health.

2.  Help the people around you see they are valued and their opinion matters.  When I say value I do not mean in the sense of “How can I use this person to my advantage to make my own life more comfortable?”  I bring this second point up because it will be the life or death of your workplace.  When you work in an environment where you were simply a cog in a machine.  Where you weren’t paid attention to as long as you carried out your role.  You were never greased (given positive instruction) or inspected (evaluated to know whether you were carrying out your role correctly).  Over time, you would expect this cog to wear out and no longer carry out its assigned function.  Should the machine operator (your boss) be surprised that the cog (you) wore out and failed?  I would think not.

3.  Just because you may not be the best at one thing doesn’t mean you aren’t the best at another.  We all have weaknesses, but we are all not weak in the same places.  Likewise with our strengths.  My encounter with this concept came abruptly when my boss alluded to the fact that I had no common sense and that in any other role in the company I would be incapable and nearly useless there as well.  To counteract this I simply had to tell him (in my mind) to fuck off.  The moral is that you have believe and respect people to get them to contribute to your collective goals.  If you come off as someone who won’t look you in the eye when you converse and that you only care about how they perform because it makes you look better or increases your paycheck then why would anyone care to work with you?

In conclusion, my boss may never realize these things because he’s too deep into his own prideful beliefs to feel or know that how he’s treating people is his greatest problem.  There’s little I can do for him other than pray that he accepts God’s attempts to work in his life.  All I can do is pray and look for a different job.