Bri, 21, Gemini, artist, crafter, photographer, eclectic, tea junkie, free spirit, pansexual, moon worshiper, collector of things. ❀ Esotericism, mysticism, paganism, Wicca, magick, Buddhism, spirituality, divination, meditation, enlightenment, consciousness and awareness, dreams, lightworking, chakra healing, yoga, palmistry, astrology, astronomy, nature, stones and crystals, bohemian, folk, syncretism (eclecticism)… ❀ ☪☮E✡I☯†, LGBTQPIAD pride, feminism, and body positivity!
I seriously can’t handle being dictated in the workplace. Now please don’t confuse this with being ordered to do something because my superiors requested so. I’m being treated like a fucking puppet. “Don’t clean your desk, save that for 4:30-5. Right now you need to work on deals.” So I’m supposed to open a folder of paperwork and work on top of all the other papers????? I don’t think so. If I’m wrong I don’t want to be right. Like, excuse me, but I know the priority of certain work over other work. But in order to do my job efficiently I must be organized, whether a clean up takes five or ten minutes. Once again, I feel like it’s not okay for me to be myself and be organized. I’m constantly being told what to do, even though I know my duties and their priorities.
I slept too late and I should probably go get my car looked at today. The smell of burning rubber is never a good sign…
I’m getting really tired of being told not to “make things so perfect” or to “stop being so exact”. I’m not doing it on purpose, and I can’t help it. To me, I feel like I’m just being organized. I know part of it is my OCD and I’m trying to not be so meticulous but I just can’t help it. There are already a lot of things I try to just let go because it’s not worth my time fixing. Other times I don’t even realize I’m doing it. And that’s when I get criticized. But I refuse to be sloppy on purpose. I don’t know what to do and don’t know if I should say something or not.
I ordered a slushy from Sonic and they got my order wrong, so I got to keep the one they fucked up AND my mom splashed boiling water all over me, including my fucking right nipple which is now burnt.