Hey Now, Hey Now, When The World Comes In, They Come, They Come, To Build A Wall Between Us, We Know They Won't Win

--"Don't Dream It's Over" (cover), Sixpence None The Richer

Rachel once said, "Right is right even if no one does it, and wrong is wrong even if everyone does it." I happen to agree with that sentiment. With every fiber of my being I have always advocated for doing what you think is right, what makes you happiest, and what you think is the most advantageous for you. I don't abide making concessions simply because they are easier or because it's what's expected of you. Settling on a solution that benefits everyone or some idea of the greater good is dandy for most people, but it isn't my idea of a goal. As many of you know, I would rather stick to my beliefs even if they don't agree with the population in general than risk compromising my ideals.

I bring this up because there is a situation at work that has left me belittled and, frankly worn out at the end of each day. While I'm there all I do is stress and attempt to get by as best as I can without irritating the wound any more. The originating incident I believed to be a small one, hardly worth the effort my co-workers seem to be exerting in making known their dissatisfaction with me, but I'm hardly the one to be an impartial arbiter of such disputes. I came to work yesterday having already forgotten the whole affair that transpired on Friday. However, they seem hell-bent on retaining their rancor for an indefinite period of time. Needless to say, the silent treatment, the refusal to make eye contact, hell, the blatant attempt to pretend my existence has been dismissed, has all lead up to a situation where I honestly dread going into work these days. That hasn't been the case in the ten months since I've been there.

Everyone is telling me I should be the bigger man and take the first step into patching things up. Breanne's is advising I place the blame solely on me, attributing my side of the conflict to over-reacting and being in the fury of the moment. Carly's telling me to come up with a statement where no one is at fault and, instead, chalk it up to the situation getting out of hand. Lastly, my new friend Ilessa is saying that I should joke my way through it. Maybe if I don't acknowledge there's tension between us, then they won't either.

All that is well and good, but that simply ain't me. I never admit fault where I don't see fault. I never act falsely to smooth things over if I don't feel like being jolly and gleeful. They are wrong and I am right. It's as simple as that. This is not to say I don't want all this pussyfooting around each other to come to an end. I would love for the work environment to be returned to the status quo. I'm just not about to sacrifice my principles over shouldering the blame for someone else and placating people just to avoid a little discomfort.

I'm better than that. Way better.

Yours Swimmingly,
mojo shivers