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The War is Over and Other Stuff...

After a week of being angry with Mr. Wonderful, I decided to let it go. As I told you before, I'm not cut out for war. I'm a woman of peace. And our weekend was great. We ended up hanging out at Venice Beach with friends. Overall, a good time was had by all. Were the issues resolved? Not really, but sometimes you have to concede to live peacefully.

So now we move on from the personal to the professional. And that's where the next conflict begins...

My boss tripped out on me. Big time. And even if I did kinda deserve it, the way she went about it was completely uncalled for. Here's what happened...

We have to write scripts, which are made up of four stories. She assigns these, and we work on them. I had just finished a script on Thursday, so I was waiting for her to assign me four more on Friday. In the meantime, I did what any other person would do while waiting...checked my email, updated my Facebook page, etc. After a while, I was like, "Uh, maybe I should look for something to write." So I did and sent them to her. She was like, "What have you been doing for the last three hours? Just go home."

(Sidebar: You may be wondering why I didn't just look for my own stories in the first place. I've done that before, and she shoots down each and every one of them. Since I obviously don't know what to look for, I just let her do it. Call me crazy, but I'm not equipped to handle that type of rejection on a regular basis.)

Anyway, her trying to send me home threw me for a loop. I've worked at a lot of places, but I've NEVER had a supervisor attempt to send me home -- at least not when I haven't been fired. I didn't think it was appropriate so I went to her and she basically said she didn't have time to deal with me. Is that my fault? I didn't think so, so I thought I'd better try to do something to save this situation.

Before I could, it got worse! Our job gives us free lunch every week. Since it was only five minutes before our weekly meal, there was no way I was gonna leave before that. When I went to get a plate, she was like, 'I don't believe you're gonna take the free food when you haven't done anything!' And she said this in front of my coworkers! I couldn't believe it, but I kept my composure. She finally managed to find something for me to do.

A couple of my coworkers, who are absolutely wonderful, took me out for a drink after work and explained the dynamics of where I work and the nature of my supervisor. This has been very helpful, and I'm just staying as busy as possible.

And while this situation was ugly, I finally recognized it for what it was...an attempt to get me off my game. See, when things are going well, I have a tendency not to pray like I should. This incident made me see that diligence is still in order -- even when things are going well. And God has been faithful, so I'm excited.

Moving on...

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