The Lifetime Shadow of Bullying
I hadn’t thought back in a long time to being bullied. My life has been going pretty well of late; I have a wonderful daughter, a cute horse, good friends and family, career going great-guns…stuff is good! But the other week I had a most unusual day, one which stirred up past emotions; one’s I thought were dead and gone. It started with an unpleasant meeting, in which one of the people in the room, so pumped up on delusions of grandeur, set an unpleasant taste for the day. I work in an environment where ego-maniacal behavior is not uncommon, however some of the remarks made were personal and pointed directly at me. The meeting was laboring each agenda item well into the weeds, and as the bad attitude continued, I (very conscious of the mound of tasks all clamouring for my attention) shut my laptop, picked up my phone, and left. The rest of the day was hectic and fast paced and became more irritating as the individual from the meeting (in true passive aggressive style