Silence reigns in malice but so too does the peace.
The stress has disappeared and a different kind of warfare ensues; same family of evil manipulation, different weapon of warfare.
Its called malice.
It reeks of un-professionalism. It belies one’s true nature and its purpose is isolation.
That has been my reality for the past month, not a word has been uttered not even a greeting, not a goodbye and certainly no directive for work to be done. Therefore, no work is done.
My coworkers have grown curious, bewildered, awed, disgusted; but certainly not surprised. They watch, in and out the office, saying not a word and in heightened paranoia, she always, always shuts her door nowadays.
No more, letting us know her every move.
No more, requiring me to inform her of my every move.
No more, unfairly requiring me to report to her when I leave for school on my early days.
No more, meetings in the morning, dodging hypocritical and condescending words.
No more, blame game.
This new behavior escapes them; though they are glad, because the eavesdropping and meddling has disappeared. They too benefit from this new peace.
The newbies in the office, well, they are faced with the stark reality of this place. The word unprofessional gets tossed about and I can see the pity in their eyes, for me. But pity them, they came into the lions den with no weapons of their own and just as its been for many before them; its only time before they taste of this cup.
For me, its like I threw a grenade….
“I came in like a wrecking ball, I never hit so hard …
All I wanted was to break your walls, All you ever did was wreck me
Yeah, you, you wreck me”
Many people suffer in silence; ridden by stress and abuse. Workplace harassment is a reality. It is abuse just like physical abuse! We should not tolerate it just because someone is paying us every month. I encourage you to rise up and protect yourselves. Report it and stop this immoral occurrence in the workplace.
She has published several books of poetry including ‘Jamaican Honey and Sauce’, Jamaican Pebbles, Love under the Caribbean Stars, 101 Jamaican Love Poems and Jamaican Pebbles: Poetry Pocketbook.
Copyright © 2016, Denise N. Fyffe