On Tuesday, I spoke with the lady I assist at work and she accused me of being a doormat. This is right after I had apologized to a company for emailing them too much (after she had just told me they had complained to her about me emailing them too much). There’s a lot of things I am, but being a doormat, is not one of them.
This was the final straw. This was on top of crying at least twice a week and my whole Thanksgiving being ruined because she had reamed me out over a mistake I made. She has no understanding or patience and the expectation for perfection has made me want to tear my hair out.
On December 4th (my birthday), I decided to stand up for myself. I spoke to my boss and told her I wasn’t interested in being an assistant anymore. She asked whether I felt this way in general about the job duties or whether or not I wanted to assist this one lady. I explained it was a mix of both. She asked what career path I would be interested in.
That’s when I said it…
I said my true passion is writing and if I could somehow find a position in the creative department, that would be more in line with what I want to do.
So, long story short, I will no longer be working in a department I don’t have any feelings for and I won’t be assisting a woman that has made my work experience a living hell. (And I’m not the only one, she went through four assistants before me).
I don’t know what will happen on Monday (I have worked from home Thursday and Friday because I was “sick.” Although mostly, because I wanted to avoid going in when they told her). But no matter what, I am proud of myself.