How long can I tolerate this **** - Episode 2
It was 8:50 am in the morning and as usual, I was the first person targetted to do things for her. I had a sudden random thought to keep track of the number of times I would be called upon. So, I began drawing a strike each time she called me.
"Cheng Hyork, can you help me keep track..."
"Cheng Hyork, I need this urgently..."
"Cheng Hyork, why is this...."
"Cheng Hyork, I've just sent you a mail about..."
"Cheng Hyork, where's that report that I've been asking for...."
"Cheng Hyork, I want you to look at this now....."
"Cheng Hyork, how's the progress on....."
By lunchtime, I realised I've drawn 16 strikes on a rough paper. It's very, very frustrating that each time you're putting your thoughts on something, you get cut off and have to attend to something else altogether. And when you're trying to settle that urgent request, she comes jumping at you again to ask for more things.
Probably I look like a monster with 3 heads and 6 arms.
Actually, being micro-managed was not the main thing that I wasn't happy about. It's the number of times I got yelled at, that took a portion of the motivation away. She's stressed, but it didn't help by venting her stress out at her subordinates, because I can vouch for the huge reduction in motivation in the team.
One colleague in the team texted me to ask if I was angry, after noticing my 'black face' today. To an extent, of course I was, because I'm certainly not one who can shrug off being yelled at, on an almost daily basis. But to a greater extent, I was tolerating it, and will continue to do so, until the time is right to do something.
No prizes for guessing, the total tally of the number of strikes the entire day, was 26.
人生是黑白的.
12:31 AM <3
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