Ready, Aim, Fire…
Other than a stark and painful reminder that I have become a social pariah in some circles, my week has been rather uneventful.
The temps have been severe – in the 90s and 100s and humid – so we have mostly camped out inside all week.
I have agreed to draft a proposal at work, on behalf of myself and my professional peers ,requesting we be considered for inclusion in a program, currently available to others in our agency but, to date, denied to those in my position, for reasons we cannot fathom. Not only do I think we won’t get approved, we may actually be professionally “slapped’ for even asking.
I don’t know why I keep making myself a target for others’ animosity and anger, personally and professionally…I guess I’m a glutton for punishment. I think, by the time I retire, I will have been beaten into submission and will be a total introverted, anti-social recluse. Certainly, I’ll have ostracized enough people to make that a reality, intended or otherwise.
On the plus side, It’s Friday. I’ll try to get through the weekend without adding a new target on my back.