envy, jealousy, bullying, alone, solitude

Can you sail alone?

Some people are bullied at school. Made fun of, beaten up, had their lunch taken, had eggs smashed in their faces…… and some never experience this.

Then they get to the work place, and the type of bullying changes.
They don’t ask you to lunch.
They constantly criticize your work.
They have their favourite go to people in the office. 
You meet men that don’t  think women can do the job.
You meet women that don’t think women can do the job.
(Is this so far from highschool though?)

Do you know you can still do your job, still be nice to people and still not be a part of the ‘mean girls ‘ group?

I’m not talking about looking for opportunities to be alone all the time, of course you participate, of course you collaborate, of course you offer to have a coffee with a colleague.

Be nice to the snakes, be nice to the wolves, you can be nice and still get work done.

Find the people that you feel safe with, whether they are popular or not.
Forge lasting relationships with them.
Leave your workplace for the better.

Can you sail alone and be the ‘fool’ at work, being the nice person, getting your work done and *GASP turning the other cheek? – tweet tweet

In reality, the mean people are actually lonely, they are scared…and no matter how put together they seem….not all that glitters is gold.Believe me.

You can, leave little trails of your love glitter , watch the wolves and the snakes be dumbfounded, and start to come to you more and more for advice…..

You can..sail alone.

There is a form of envy of which I frequently have seen examples, in which an individual tries to obtain something by bullying. If, for instance, I enter a place where many are gathered, it often happens that one or another right away takes up arms against me by beginning to laugh; presumably he feels that he is being a tool of public opinion. But lo and behold, if I then make a casual remark to him, that same person becomes infinitely pliable and obliging. Essentially it shows that he regards me as something great, maybe even greater than I am: but if he can’t be admitted as a participant in my greatness, at least he will laugh at me. But as soon as he becomes a participant, as it were, he brags about my greatness.That is what comes of living in a petty community. – Soren Kierkgaard –

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