Just ONCE I would love to scream FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU ALL.
BUT to resolve tricky situations, involving tricky people (mostly men), I just CAN’T.
Why do they get to act like toddlers and I’m expected to keep my cool and pick up the pieces, for the greater good.
Before having an actual toddler of my own I had more patience for this shit, but so close to loosing it nowadays.
I am not your mother.
(Context: probably doesn’t help that I work as a project manager, in an industry with big egos.. plus difficult neighbours… whilst parenting a strong willed non-sleeping toddler… and looming peri menopause. Fun times. Fun times)
Feel free to join the rant.
Also, recommendations for alternate, more peaceful, careers utilising project management skills much appreciated.