SimplyMaggies

That should be the question of the century! It is extremely hard to work with someone that is not honest with you and it’s even harder if that person changes their faces accordingly to whomever that are speaking to at the moment…  And unfortunately for me, I happen to work with one…

Sometimes I feel as if I’m walking on eggshells. I don’t really know what to expect. I may be under the impression that we are getting along just fine, only to find out that my co-worker has ratted me out to our boss and I have absolutely no clue why. Or I come to work one day just to find out that she re-organized the whole room (behind my back, mind you) after we supposedly agreed that none of that was necessary.

She seems like a nice person at the first glance and many people at work don’t seem to see that side of her but I simply cannot trust her as far as I can throw her and I must work with her for eight hours every day…Personally, I am not the type of a person to exchange pleasantries if I don’t like someone, much less can trust them so trying to get through the day can be quite difficult at times… And I’m simply at my wit’s end trying to figure out how to talk to her and work with her…

Have any advice?

One of the American national holidays happened to take place two days ago, namely Veteran’s Day, and I think I had my fill of the American patriotism (at least for a long time).

As much as I respect all the soldiers and the sacrifices they and their families make every day (heck, I’m married to one!), I simply cannot stand when people start talking about Americans fighting for their freedom (when they refer to teh Middle East) or guarding the world. It makes me want to ask: “Who the hell appointed you the guardians of the world?!”

Coming form a country that was dominated and even controlled by another under the false pretenses, this whole American attitude reeking of oh-so-typical arrogance strikes a chord.

It is one thing if a country asks for help, as it was in the case of former Yugoslavia where civil war and the bloodshed got so out of control the people were forced to ask the NATO countries for aid. It is quite another, however, when one enters a country under false pretenses and stays there even though the so-called reason for one’s presence there has long been achieved. This, to me, is simply conquering and nothing else.

So many lives have been lost and continue to be lost every day for somebody’s screwed-up idea of freedom. And so I ask why do people around the world have to follow the so-called American way of life? Why can’t we decide for ourselves what kind of way of life we want without “the mighty Americans” coming to our “rescue” when we get it wrong?

That’s the million dollar question for this week (or better yet-this month!). I feel as if I haven’t been totally myself lately and at first I blamed it on the increased level of stress because of my “oh-so-wonderful” job. But then I realized that this whole foggy feeling should’ve lifted after a fair amount of relaxing, right? Well, it didn’t…

The fatigue is overwhelming and the constant feeling of being drained of energy (and basically everything else) is absolutely annoying. It is so not me! I am kind of on-the-go person and felling tired to the point of not wanting to do anything but sleep is at least alarming. And to top it all off, my mind does not want to cooperate with me anymore…

Every time I plan to write something (an article, for example), it simply refuses to produce any sensible thoughts…  Tell you the truth, many times it feels like a black hole replaced what used to be my brain.

And then there is the issue of the bugs… They don’t bite me anymore. You’d think: well, why the heck is she complaining?! It should be a case for celebration! Perhaps for someone else… However, bugs have loved me since the day I was born and I have always been the one person in the crowd who would constantly swat at the annoying creatures. Well, not anymore… And for me it’s a cause for concern. Something has obviously changed in my chemical make-up and I’m not quite sure it’s for the best.

So of course, I went to the doctor and shared my worries and concerns but did it make a  bit of a difference? No! The only thing the doctor told me was that I was too stressed and should try to relax more. Should I quit my job, then? Because it is the only way I will get any more relaxing time!