In my never ending quest for Enlightenment and Spiritual Growth,
I can't help but try to look at it from her point of view...
The her I'm referring to is of course, my ever frustrating boss.
The woman works a six figure job in a room literally the size of my closet... I think my closet is probably bigger, actually. That in and of itself is pretty amazing. Good thing she isn't claustrophobic. I think I'd go crazy in there.
I'm reading in my technical communication text book right now about differing culture variables, and how they can affect communication.
Well, Apparently, Americans tend to be extremely individualistic and see a large separation between their "business life" and their "personal life." That is, when they leave "the office," they walk into a different world with a different set of responsibilities, etc.
Well, obviously, since she's working in that hole in the wall, she can't exactly do that... and then she has to listen to "her other world."
If I were in her place, I don't think I could do it...I'd probably be worse. I'd probably be MORE controlling than she is, thinking no one can care for my baby as good as me, and I think it would hurt me...to be so close and being able to hear and listen to everything, but yet, not being the one taking care of the domestic realm and kids. She has one foot in both worlds' simultaneously and it seems like she's being split in two as each one pulls at her and she's not doing a good job in either world because of it.
You can't have your cake and eat it too.
Parents aren't meant to literally WATCH the childcare they've hired.
It just goes against nature.
My job would be perfect if only her office were down the street.
I don't know how she's happy...I'd feel beyond trapped in that house if I were her.
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