i fed one of these at the zoo!!
(Source: Flickr / messycupcakes, via -d0rito)
it's the way that she curses..
Piha on a beautiful autumn afternoon
in the last week, i’ve realized that my expectations are far too high. i expect my colleagues, and my supervisor, to be a certain way, and to achieve certain things. i expect my colleagues to work like i do, and i expect my supervisor to work like i hypothetically would in that position. and as a result, nobody meets my expectations.
so i’m focussing on managing my expectations.
they say when we judge others, we’re judging ourselves. the things we don’t like in others are what we don’t like about ourselves. so when i look at others, and they don’t meet my expectations, am i not meeting mine?
i’ve spent a lot of recent time judging, and hating on, others. and it occurred to me: when did i become this bitter, horrid person? have i always been this way? or is this a result of my job?
in addition to becoming a mean-spirited person, i’ve also become very impressionable at work. i used to be very clear about my own thoughts and opinions. but now that my job requires me to use my very-lacking-decision-making-ability, i’ve become very shaky. and i look to others to guide me. and because we’re a motley bunch of people, we all have very different ways of making decisions, and approaching situations. and so this makes me incredibly inconsistent with myself (as a work with a different person every day). and leads me to criticise everybody else’s inconsistency, when it’s really my problem, not theirs.
why do i identify myself with my job performance? have i lost my true identity?
i’ve well and truly lost myself in my job.