I was tired, exhausted.
It was two weeks into my Post Grad programme and I felt the hands of sleep wanting to claim my eyelids during the day. Working full time and attending school in the evenings takes a lot of energy, drive and perseverance.
Every day, unfortunately, was just like any other as of late – stressful; with a dash of horrible boss syndrome. There is only so much one can take before you go postal; and today was almost that day.
This is my second decade in the working world. I have come to the conclusion that everywhere you go, it will be the same. However, some places take the cake when it comes to lack of professionalism, ethics, or any general concern for employees. A few years has passed and my patience has ascended into the realms of divine.
It is only God Almighty, I am certain, who has given me the grace, mercy and favor to endure. Now I wonder, how much more emotional and psychological abuse and sabotage can I take?
Micro-managing and I, do not go together. I am a responsible worker who operates at a very high level 95% of the time; unless sick, abused, mistreated or frustrated. All those are present in this case.
But how do you function or even give your all, when you are in a state of utter dejection?
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 and Jamaican Pebbles: Poetry Pocketbook.
Copyright © 2016, Denise N. Fyffe