What’s the Point In Calling Us A Team?

Why call us a security team, when there are those that on the team are going to throw you under the proverbial bus, whenever they think it will benefit them? I have come to learn that in this area of Ohio, the people here will be nice to your face and then when you aren’t looking throw you under the bus! They are all about what they can get out of a person and how to use a person for their gain, even if it makes then look like a total shitbag, so long as they are getting something out of it and gaining something they don’t care. They are even like it to their family members. I have never lived in a place like it before in my entire life, and I have lived in a lot of places! We are supposed to be a team here at work and have each others back, but if you step out of what they consider the line, or say anything to someone they think of as a friend, oh they are quick to find a fault and exploit it and snitch on you. Even if it is all in their perception of the situation.

I am so tired of working here right now, one person is mad at the company for messing up their pay so they are looking for any excuse to get someone else in trouble because they are mad! Personally after 2 weeks if they hadn’t paid me or were telling me it was my fault and they are going to get it to me next check and I didn’t get there would be a lawyer involved, but instead she is being a total a-hole to all who she works with! It makes no sense to me. I don’t know maybe it is because I have lived in other countries and cities and I am not used to small “town” life and small city life, but I sure as hell wouldn’t be almost 2 months later waiting on my pay. 

I am getting to the point in my life where I am tired of drama and I hate to be any part of it, and when someone drags my name in to something because they are mad, then I just get to the point where I say “you know what my sanity and my reputation isn’t worth this mess, I’ll just go some place else.” I know I don’t have to put up with high school drama stuff and when they act like just put up with it, don’t retaliate or anything because you are a supervisor and you are or should be better than that, then I get the feeling that my supervisor doesn’t have my back and like I would rather go someplace else. 

Life is too short to be miserable at your job and live like this, walking on egg shells so you don’t offend someone, by doing what a supervisor should do. I would rather sit at home and collect disability than deal with this and then just stay at home and not come out, because it seems like the world is getting so childish and you have to watch everything you say and do for fear of offending someone. That is no way to live. I am sorry if you are young and don’t remember a time when you could say and do just about anything and not offend anyone, but those were the days, you could actually hold a conversation for more than two minutes because you could say what was on your mind and be open in what you said and not have to think about am I saying something that will offend this person, OK I better just not say anything because I don’t want to upset them or someone within ear shot. 

The world as we know it is slowly becoming a prison cell. It is a damned if you do damned if you don’t situation every day. It is getting to the point where I don’t want to leave my house anymore. I used to love going out and about and meeting new people, but now, I hate to interact with people and go out because I am afraid that the way I am will get taken wrong and I will offend someone’s sensibilities! GROW UP! I feel like the next person who tells me that offends me, I want to just scream in their face. Nothing you do or say these days isn’t offensive, it’s like you can’t say this, you can’t do that, you can’t be proud of where you come from, you can’t celebrate this or that, you can’t display this or that, you can’t wear this or that. I mean if i wanted to live in a dictatorship where I am told what to wear and do and say I would move to somewhere like China or North Korea! We are supposed to be the land of the free, we have an amendment for just about everything, yet we live in fear of offending someone by using and expressing those freedoms, how free are we really? 

I know I started off talking about work and how we aren’t a team here, and I know I got off on a tangent, but really it is all about the fact that one person did wrong I as a supervisor said something and asked them to correct it and the other person felt I offended them and so they went to the boss about something I was wearing over my uniform, but the kicker is I wasn’t even on the clock and there were no client employees in the building and it is not like it was bright pink and has rainbows all over it like their face covering, but because I spoke as a supervisor they got offended and said I was speaking in a hostile manner, which I wasn’t I just asked a question and told them what I’d been told and that was it, walked out of the room. I think people of the generation from the end of the 90’s on have a sense of entitlement that they feel they shouldn’t be spoken to by anyone about anything, they should get to come to work do as they wish and get paid to do nothing, just for showing up basically. I wish I could have tried this same crap when I was just starting out working, I would have lost my job instantly. It makes me want to dip out now, before these people are running the country and the work places. Life then as we know it, being the older more harsh generation will end. 

Look out those over 40, life is going to get bad for you. May as well walk around with a gag in and in all black because the way we talk and what we wear is offensive, and considered hostile. My oh my! 

Anyway, I’m going to end my venting here! As always Happy Writing and have a good evening, see you next time!

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