Categories: oop-norf
Tags: w*rk
Date: 12 September 2004 21:14:54
The meeting that was so illuminating was with someone I thought knew me very well when I was at university. I wanted to talk to this person about general life, the universe and everything stuff..
The person in question, I discovered can be more set in opinion than almost anyone I've ever met. I left university due to illness but this was before graduating. It appears that this person will hold these over me forever. I no longer suffer from the illnesses that led me to quit uni and I'm not up for going back to study at this point. Out of four of us, I'm the only non-graduate doing my job. I know it was the right thing to do to quit and it wasn't an easy decision. These two facts, to the person I'm referring to, are so unforgivable that I should remain doing low grade administration in local government until I'm ready to go back to study. I'm sure that even if I went back this person's opinion wouldn't change. Not that I'm willing to run my life around what my so called friends think I should be doing. This all arose from this person asking me how my things were going.
Don't get me wrong, I phoned this person as I wanted to catch up, we didn't really even discuss what I would have liked to discuss. I just wasn't expecting to get ripped to pieces in quite such a way. Just to clarify - I can be stubborn and unwilling to listen but this wasn't one of those occasions - I checked that the time of the call wasn't inconvenient my texting first and I wanted to discuss a variety of things with someone who historically had been very supportive.
This change in approach took me back a little, but I went away and thought they must have been having a bad day.
A few days later I was talking to another friend who had overheard some of the conversation. This friend was talking about an incident where she'd heard someone laying into someone and feeling very shaky about what she'd heard. She said that she'd never seen the other person lay into someone that badly. When i quizzed her about when and where she'd overheard all this, it became clear it was the same incident. She wanted to know what, if anything, had provoked this barrage of abuse. After discussions we came to the conclusion that it wasn't my fault.
The friend said she'd also had problems with this person. The person who argued with me, I discovered, is particularly good at flying off the handle for no reason. Oh well, at least I know not to try and talk to this person again.
I phoned the nuns for a catch up today and my former mentor sister asked how things are going. This was the first point since all this happened that I actually really felt like crying. I didn't but it was just the point where I was closest to giving in.
The cunning move up north that I did about 9 weeks ago (9 weeks and 1 day - not that I'm counting ;-)) isn't seeming such a cunning plan after all. I think I'm getting there with deciding what I'm going to do about the job I'm doing here and so I have a time scale for future plans. Unless something unexpected happens I'm planning to move on from this job in about 2 - 3 months. I think that if I had a better job (in terms of my happiness doing it) things would be a great improvement.
Ho hum...