Burnout
Today was a very trying day, as most days are at work. We got called into a meeting to get scolded for having posted a joke about work on Facebook. It was silly, and even more silly that work became offended. So many people live in the past when it comes to integrating work like and non-work life. But truly, the crux of the problem is that I am burnt out. I am burnt out from being in a cubicle farm, of being a “no man” in a “yes man” world. I chafe at authority because I do not believe in the concept of anyone having authority over me. I am rubbed the wrong way when anyone thinks they can tell me how to think or behave or be. Especially when their dislike of me/my actions/my “attitude” is peppered and flavored with subtle homophobia. The sad truth is that in the South you are considered a freak and an outsider if you are anything other than a white middle aged heteresexual conservative woman. Men are outsiders. Non-whit...