Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Bring Me Down

I'm writing this after work after what should have been an awesome, free-ing day!! Actually ended up being a day that felt like I was a leper or had foot and mouth disease.

I'll back-track and explain how I  got to this shitty day:
I moved to Aussie, as almost everyone knows, to pursue a career in animal welfare.  I've been applying for the relevant jobs that come up in my emails, but a lot of them say you need experience...so it's been a bit of a work in progress. I've had a number of rejection letters but never took them to heart as I knew there were plenty of more opportunities and I didn't want to rush things.
Anyway, about two weeks ago I got a call from my DREAM organisation - The Lost Dogs Home - saying they'd like to meet me for an interview for the Reclaims Office role I applied for before Christmas!!! Absolutely over the moon!!!
Through some crazy luck, I nailed the first interview and got a 2nd interview!!!! So many exclamation maaaarrkks!! I was absolutely so, so surprised and overwhelmed that finally, I may have the potential to be scoring my dream job. So after the 2nd interview, I walked away pretty happy but also 80% anxious because I felt so close!! A few days went by and for the love of GOD I got a call saying they'd done my reference checks and would like to offer the position! FUCK. OFF!! You cannot be serious??!!! Obvs I didn't swear but my emotions were all trying to come out of my mouth and I kept it together but did have a few tears. Like, holy shit batman, this is my dream!!!!!

So, back to present time...today I handed in my two weeks notice and official resignation letter after I got it last night from the LDH. Now, I didn't expect balloons, fireworks and tears, but I certainly didn't expect the frosty, non-chalant, no fucks given response that I got. Out of 9 team members, I got 1 "congrats"...ONE. Fucking ONE. Absolute sullen, never be happy for other FUCKHEADS they are. I spent the rest of the day - and I'm not even kidding - with a lump in my throat, tears now and then and feeling like absolute shit in a silent bubble.  Even worse, was the little madam who has just been a Legal Sec in our team and is being trained by me...literally said nothing to me ALL DAY after the news was dropped.  She gave HR the impression she was worried thinking I was quitting because of her but she in no way gave that impression or feeling to me. If she did feel like that, she would have spoken to me and tried to get into learning as much as she could!!

What a mother trucker of a shit day and shit workplace. If I get an exit interview, this will go RIGHT at the top. 

ANYWAY, I've spent a lot of time on Pinterest this arvo trying to remain positive and try not to let other people's jealousy or negative vibes affect me.  I guess I was just so disappointed that a day I was so happy about and looking forward to making my way out of there, went so horribly different. Why would they not be happy for me?!?! Jealousy or their own issues. Who knows.
But I found 2 great quotes on Pinterest that I'm trying to keep with me:

Whoever is trying to bring you down, is already below you.

Stop letting people who do so little for you, control so much of your mind, feelings and emotions.

Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day - I'll be armed with chocolate and Pinterest quotes!

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Good Deeds

Anyone who knows me, knows I'm a quote-whore. My pinterest is full of quotes and inspo and motivational pics. I can't get enough.  But I read a quote the other day and thought it was a great, non-cliché one to share:

“Anyone can perform good deeds for an audience; the best among us do their greatest work when no one is present to bear witness.”

I thought this was really awesome and thought-provoking.  So many people will do a good deed or help someone out,only to then post about it all over Facebook, Snapchat their friends or tell everyone back at the office within a 50m radius. Now don't get me wrong - sharing that warm fuzzy feeling you get after helping someone feels great and you wanna share it and let it out into the world like glitter and fairy dust.  But isn't it nice to just keep that moment to yourself, blissfully positive and unaffected by the opinion or thoughts of other people? Especially that One-Upper that everyone has in their lives - they always have to one-up your story with something they did but 10 times better.

It seems that the desire for self-gratification overpowers just the general want to help out fellow humans less fortunate than us. Since when did we need to have bragging rights in circumstances where we just help out another person like we're supposed to?! It makes me wild the hunger and drive for posting and publicising every tiny aspect of our lives instead of just knowing in ourselves that we did a good job, helped someone.

I hope that this post reaches even a handful of people and that we stop posting and publicising good deeds and just enjoy the warm gooey feeling in ourselves, silently and deliciously, without telling a single other soul.
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