This morning, I managed this feat of self control (just barely) when confronted by someone I am forced to work with, over something so ridiculously petty and pathetic that it took every ounce of self-control I possessed not to do something that would have surely cost me my job!
The incident (combined with my somewhat exaggerated emotional state due to the imminence of my child's birthday - whole other blog post, trust me!) left me hiding in the little girls room, crying and wishing I could be anywhere else but at work.My inclination to cry when life gets tough is extremely irritating, but nowhere nearly as irritating as this person was being. I was literally listening to them speak and seeing them through what could best be described as a red mist of fury!
Part of the issue is my own self confidence. Those of you who know me will know that although I have grown in confidence over the last five years, there are still little chinks in my armour....ways to make me go back five years and leave me crying in a corner.
I managed to walk away this morning and to the best of my knowledge, my adversary has no idea of the degree to which they they had upset me. But I cannot help wishing that I had managed to maintain my seemingly tough exterior beyond the 2 minutes it took me to get to the little girls room.
And I really wish I had had the foresight to bring an eye liner and mascara into work this morning!