… And typically both cast iron, too.
Okay, I so hope that no one goes all Omarosa on me for bringing up that idiom. Which is funny, because I always found that saying rather silly. Well, until recently anyway.
Last week, for lack of better words, was pure H*LL at work. It was one of those weeks where anything I tried to do seemed to backfire on me. And it all came to a head on Wednesday. Without going into too much detail, I was “disciplined” in a way that I thought was unfair and uncalled for. Given that I’ve been in the position I’ve been in for a little over 5 months, I suppose there would be grounds to be concerned from the “higher up” person’s standpoint. But when I feel as if I haven’t been given the support I’ve needed or the training that I should have been given? All because it was felt that I should have had enough “previous” experience, even though I completely new to the company? And I’ve voiced these concerns over and over again? Yeah … not fair.
So after this formal “discussion” last Wednesday, I went home and I crashed. And I struggled with separating my emotions from the situation. And when I finally did, I came to the conclusion that in many ways I am similar to this same person. Both of us are driven to do the best job that we can. And even though we may have different ideas on how to do it, both of us see the same broad picture of where we need to get our team. Which means both of us are stubborn. As in “cast-iron” stubborn.
And this is where that d*mn idiom comes into play.
I mean, I could seriously say some really horrible things on here (after all, this is my blog) … but it would literally be like a slap to my own face. Because what drives me insane about what this particular person does is probably the same thing I do in return. Only, I go about it in an altogether different manner.
And thanks to all your thoughts and prayers and good vibes, I survived last week. After a wonderfully fun weekend spent with our friend “J” and our nephew in town, I did manage to get a much needed break from all that stress. And now I’m slowly making it through this week as well.
So thank you once again, bloggie world, for helping me get through a tough week. And reminding me that I am a strong person. And I can survive.
Because, if anything, that stubborn hard head of mine can probably crush more than beer cans on my forehead.
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