Bullies at Work

I try to always be kind to others from the bat – I give them the benefit of the doubt until proven otherwise. Why judge others when you don’t know them? What do you get out of that?

At my work place there’s a group of four women who outcast me just because…I have NEVER done anything to them, but they like to ignore me and act like I don’t exist. No lie, they act like I am unworthy because I run the front desk and their “Directors…”. Honestly, it doesn’t phase me nor make me sad. It makes me feel bad for them to never have grown out of that high school mean girl phase. We get it, you grew up privileged and others like me didn’t. BUT, does that make you any better than me? The answer is NO. I let them be and ignore all their snottiness. I am not going to quit or let them push me to have a bad experience.

They can continue to plan events, invite all staff but me. At the end of the day, I am the better person. THE HAPPIER PERSON.

I don’t write this with remorse instead to let others who are in the same position as me that we are not defined by others. We are not what people depict us to be. We are who we want to be and no one can change that.

Be kind.

x A.



The American Dream

Found these unfinished thoughts and I thought I would share...

Being Mexican-American, has been a challenge since I can remember. My family had .50 in there pockets when they came into this Country hoping to only build a foundation that one day could be enjoyed and appreciated by their kids and grandkids. However, living in a County where many see us as enemies, “rapists, killers, and burglars”, for decades, has been difficult. Laws are not the only ones who have made this difficult, but so have social barriers and generalizations of our population.

Tonight, my motivation and hunger for success grew even stronger. After being remembered what I have always wished for: the ability to provide my parents the life they wish they could have given their kids. I don’t think anyone wants to grow up and see their parents working when they are elderly and should be retired, while enjoying their social security. However, that is impossible for undocumented immigrants to do. They work countless hours, getting paid minimum wage, living paycheck to pay check. If they can barely support themselves and their loved ones, how can they afford to start saving for their retirement when their employer doesn’t even offer them one? Many of them aren’t even offered a tax return because they do not have a  valid social security number.

However, they continue to work their ass off, day after day, without knowing how they will be able to survive 10 years from now. Tonight, as my partner and I were driving home around 9:00p.m. We noticed an elderly man that looked to be of either Hispanic or Middle Eastern decent running from the street going from one side of the to the other (both sidewalks) placing business cards on vehicles windshields. I kid, you not I wanted to



Don’t Let Others Define You In the Workplace

Random thoughts as I am at work…

I’ve realized that I am at that stage in my life where I am no where to where I want to be “career wise”. However, my love life is great, which helps a lot. I am currently an administrator at a school…surrounded by big dogs. Although I am part of the team others make me feel irrelevant. They think they are above ‘sea level’ and the rest are little fishes in the water. HORRIBLE REFERENCE I know. BUT one of the big headed Directors at my school always says  “sea level employees” so I thought it would be funny to use the same reference.

Moving on…One of the coordinators at work tried me today. She thinks because I she’s a coordinator in the development department she can have me do all the work she doesn’t want to so. She asked my boss if I could do it. Typically, I am all for helping out and getting shit done, but not this time. I know my potential as an employee and human being and I am no one bitch. I am not going to do another persons job because they don’t want to do it even if it’s in their job description. I told my boss NO. I wasn’t going to do it. Although, I haven’t gotten a response it felt good to say no. I am damn good at my job and won’t let another colleague dictate what I do and how I shall do it.

I will keep you guys updates on what he tells me. Moral of the story: SPEAK UP. Don’t let others push you around. YOU ARE AMAZING, DON’T LET OTHERS PUSH YOU AROUND!


x A.