Wednesday, July 13, 2005
overdosing on cat metaphores
Wooo! Replacing personal drama (for a short time, anyway)... work drama.
Not in a bad way though. I guess it's time for me to grow up a little and set about mending some fences, letting the real me out a little. I don't know if it's too late or if it's even important for some people here to like me but it sure couldn't hurt. And oh yeah, that means SOCIALIZING with people I hardly know. Please kill me now. One of my dirtiest secrets is that I'm actually sort of shy -- at least around strangers. (Some of you guys better stop laughing or that Coke will come out your nose-- and ooh, does that burn.)
The last three years haven't been a total loss. I think a few people 'round here like me better than they used to. I think a few actually like me.
Truth? I want a promotion and I need to play nicey-nice to get it done. So I'm doing the grown up thing and trying to let some people around here know me a bit better. Some people know me fine -- more than they want to probably-- most don't. And a few think they do but don't at all. 'Cause if they did they would know I'm a pussycat.
Huh, chasing a "new" job when everything else in my life seems so nuts sounds, well, nuts, even to me. I could just let this sleeping cat lie -- it does have sharp teeth and vicious needle-like claws. Going after this thing could potantially mess up one of the best jobs I've ever had. But I don't think I can be happy unless I do it.
There's a great metaphor for my life: when I "play" with my cats at home I tickle and pull and pick and poke at the sleeping felines and then duck the teeth and claws when they wake up pissed off. Then I like to be really nice to them. It freaks them out. I get a lot of bloody scratches -- but they haven't killed me yet.
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Pursuing a promotion? Workaholic! Don't deny it, that's the first sign.
Seriously, I think a lot of times I've done the best 'work' in many areas when my home life hasn't been smooth. When you have something stressful to escape it's easier to throw yourself into a project, emotionally invest yourself in a professional goal.
On the flip side, those home situations don't smooth themselves out. So this isn't what a therapist would tell you to do, but it works for me.
(sheepishly raising hand) Hi I'm Rose and I'm a workaholic.
I'm just happy for the distraction work provides from my own personal silliness.
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