Ya’ll, I’m as blessed as a sneeze and I know it. I don’t have a lot to complain about, but watch out ’cause I’m pissed.
I’m a pushover. I’ve been told I don’t have a backbone, and to that, I would counter that I only whip out my spine when I deem it necessary (thankyouverymuch). Though this is not a scenario in which I feel the need to fight, I’m still royally pissed about how everything went down.
Here’s some backstory for ya.
I’ve been in my position at work for 3 years. That may not seem like a lot, but we’ve had quite a high volume of turnover these past few years. I lucked out with my office when I was on-boarded. It was my predecessor’s office and she was in this position for 40 years. God help me…
I have a largish desk, a small file cabinet and a window; what every
girl executive assistant could want. I’ve decorated it to my liking and have received many compliments on my styling. I most definitely have the nicest looking office in the building.
All this to say: I like my office. It’s been my home-away-from-home for 3 years and it’s mine. Actually, it WAS mine…
Monday morning, my boss thought it would be a great idea to begin the workweek by telling me I’m being relocated to a different office because it makes more sense for someone else to be in MY office. Oh but here’s the kicker: the person moving into MY office HASN’T EVEN BEEN HIRED YET!
You can call me salty….
I’m hurt. I feel devalued as an employee. I feel unsupported and taken advantage of. I feel like an afterthought. I’m being kicked out of MY office.
I won’t get into the details because there’s a whole lot of ’em, but I will say it doesn’t make any kind of sense for me to move offices, but the people that made the decision (one of the being my boss) don’t seem to care. Basically if this were a pro/con list, the con side would significantly outweigh the pros, but the decision has been made.
To make up for the inconvenience of uprooting my work space and to offer sympathy for downsizing my space, I’ve been told I can order brand new furniture. Yay…
You know what I say to that: I WILL order brand new furniture, and I WILL make you pay out the mother lovin’ nose for it too.
So that there is the silver lining.
If you couldn’t tell, I’m fired up and I first got the news 2 days ago, so I’ve had some time to simmer, but nope. This redhead is hot!
What do you think guys? Am I overreacting? Is an office just an office? Should I tell my boss how this decision (that I wasn’t apart of) really makes me feel or just smile and nod?
Basically, if you were my therapist, what would you tell me?