For the past 2 weeks, I’ve been holding my breath. A co-worker told me that she’d heard on the news (and from another person in our facility) that the flu season would be done in two weeks. Of course, I took this with a grain of salt. There was no guarantee that that would be the case. Yet, a spark of hope was there, and I’ve been praying that it would come to pass. (For those of you who don’t know, I declined the flu vaccine and have to wear a mask all the time. My boss is being a big prick about it.)
Well, it’s Friday, the end of the second week, and we haven’t heard anything. It’s rather disappointing, but the good news is that if there were predications being made this early on, then the end must be soon.
At least, I hope.
Throughout my time at this facility, which in April will be four years, my boss has treated me unfairly and with a degree of viciousness. The kind that comes under the guise of “joking.”
Believe me when I tell you that I’m not being paranoid. All of my immediate co-workers have said to me at one time or another, “He only ever seems to pick on you. Why does he always pick on you?”
I could write an entire blog about all the nastiness he’s dealt out to me over the years, but it would be terribly long. My biggest issue is the inequality with which I am treated. He holds me to a different standard.
Before you say anything, he’s gay and the entire office staff is female at this point. So I can’t use the sexist/sexual attraction/woman-hating reasonings because then he’d be treating everyone that way. He and I are like water and oil—we just don’t mix, and it’s been that way since day one. And he is in a position to put me through the ringer.
I have a very busy life and many things to think about all the time. The last thing I want to pile on is filing a case with HR over this. The only thing I want at this point is to get the hell out of there. I’ve applied to many, many, many, many jobs and nothing has come through. I’m trying to hold it together long enough to hand in my resignation and tell my boss to lick my ass (which, being a gay man would probably horrify him more than anything else).
I have a few resumes that went out recently, so I’m asking everyone to send good thoughts, vibes, juju, mojo, prayers, whatever you want to call it, my way. I’m not a religious person but I will not turn away any positive intentions.
So, bring it on, and thanks in advance. 🙂
R.G. Emanuelle 