Today is going to be a difficult day for me, even though the subject of today’s difficulty is someone else. I arrived at the office with my stomach in knots trying not to think about it. I hate conflict and confrontation, and even though today I am going to be in the role of confronter (OK, backup confronter) rather than confrontee, it still makes me uneasy. There are going to be tears. There always are.
Then I read Will’s latest dispatch from the West Bank. I’ve read the missives and exchanged IMs with my decreasingly idealistic friend, and I can actually picture the event he describes, and I can imagine how he’s feeling right now. And now I feel like a complete fool.
There are bigger things going on in the world than my little office dramas. The sun will set today, and my problems will be largely over. Not everyone can say it.
Thanks for the reality check.
Hopefully, today’s drama worked itself out. I don’t know if it’s “she,” but I suspect she is.
It was SHE, and it went much better than I had expected. One of the things I have done over the years is mentally prepare myself for the worse possible outcome in a tense situation, with the hope that I’ll be pleasantly surprised when things don’t go as badly as I anticipated. For once, I was actually right!