I’m beginning to realise why so many office workers are suffering from stress. It’s because of bosses that demotivate, patronise, devalue and otherwise destroy their employees’ sense of well-being.
I have two bosses. One is a leader beyond compare; understanding, open, and driven to get the best out of people by viewing them as real individuals with their own quirks and preferences. The other… is not so nice.
They are patronising, unforgiving, unwilling to compromise. They have taken me apart with a single sentence; they view people as robots that should do only what they are told. I am torn down for making a mistake as if I did it maliciously, as if I intentionally didn’t listen, as if, as if. And then I am ripped to pieces again for wanting to avoid them at every turn.
I sat in my office today and cried for twenty minutes because of them. I can’t help feeling like a total failure, but still I wonder – can I do anything right? Should I keep trying? Or should I take what’s left of my self-esteem and hand in my notice, knowing that there are loved ones relying on my money for food, shelter, bills?
There’s no easy answer. I like my job, and the people I work with. I need the money. I don’t know if I can give up all that because of one person making my day miserable. And then there’s the Novel – it’s a promise to myself, that someday I will walk away from this misery and spend my life doing what I really want to do.