Last night it was pretty snowy. I was tucked inside the home of a Toyota executive feasting on Shabu-Shabu, which is so good I swear I could eat it all the time and I'm not a big red meat eater. Hmmm.....tofu. I accompanied my boyfriend to an informal work party that was given by his Mgr. I am the only girlfriend there among all wives and husbands which makes me feel slightly odd.
In all actuality, I feel more at home with his Mgr and his Mgr.'s family than I do many of his close American coworkers. They at least seem to be real people who aren't putting on any false fronts. I wonder if it is just me. Surely I must be taking it the wrong way, but when did making fun of anyone become such a fun pastime? I guess when you work with people it's okay, or maybe even expected. In fact, maybe I'm this mean to my coworkers too, (think, thinking, think think. nah. I really don't think so.) It just at some point seems unprofessional and immature, but then again, I'm suspecting that they know each other well enough. Ive always had a hard time being nice to people I don't like or sense something is 'off' with and hardly waste my time. Now I'm expected to, I guess they are called parties.
One of them has two daughters, older, maybe around 4-7 or so, it's hard for me to tell, but not at all that well behaved which I thought was odd and the other female coworker just had a baby that is 7 months old. I always hear odd comments from my boyfriend that the women in his office make such as, "So and so thinks Brianna's neck looks big, like she works out too much." Which to me sounds like they are judging themselves too much, but if I start judging them, am I not any different?
grrrr, I'd rather just get okay with people taking behind my back so I can be the boss. It seems there is a certain level of graciousness associated with not letting other people bother you.
I usually do fine on my own, but when I'm 'with' someone, it's as if what I do, say, think, feel, am, reflects on them and that limits me. Vice versa too I suppose. I can't be with someone who allows others to influence their views, even me. It's hard enough to figure out who you are and what to believe and no one should be lazy and just go alone with what's convenient.
I have the friends I have for a reason. I suspect I will have them at all points in my life. Time is my valuable commodity, I wish not to waste it and will spend it wisely with those I deem worthy. To those that share theirs with me, I understand and thank you.
In all actuality, I feel more at home with his Mgr and his Mgr.'s family than I do many of his close American coworkers. They at least seem to be real people who aren't putting on any false fronts. I wonder if it is just me. Surely I must be taking it the wrong way, but when did making fun of anyone become such a fun pastime? I guess when you work with people it's okay, or maybe even expected. In fact, maybe I'm this mean to my coworkers too, (think, thinking, think think. nah. I really don't think so.) It just at some point seems unprofessional and immature, but then again, I'm suspecting that they know each other well enough. Ive always had a hard time being nice to people I don't like or sense something is 'off' with and hardly waste my time. Now I'm expected to, I guess they are called parties.
One of them has two daughters, older, maybe around 4-7 or so, it's hard for me to tell, but not at all that well behaved which I thought was odd and the other female coworker just had a baby that is 7 months old. I always hear odd comments from my boyfriend that the women in his office make such as, "So and so thinks Brianna's neck looks big, like she works out too much." Which to me sounds like they are judging themselves too much, but if I start judging them, am I not any different?
grrrr, I'd rather just get okay with people taking behind my back so I can be the boss. It seems there is a certain level of graciousness associated with not letting other people bother you.
I usually do fine on my own, but when I'm 'with' someone, it's as if what I do, say, think, feel, am, reflects on them and that limits me. Vice versa too I suppose. I can't be with someone who allows others to influence their views, even me. It's hard enough to figure out who you are and what to believe and no one should be lazy and just go alone with what's convenient.
I have the friends I have for a reason. I suspect I will have them at all points in my life. Time is my valuable commodity, I wish not to waste it and will spend it wisely with those I deem worthy. To those that share theirs with me, I understand and thank you.