….one of these things just doesn’t belong….
There are too many days when I feel like that in life. And in recent weeks, I feel even more like that in my work. When I look around my team I used to think I’d landed in the best place ever; a group of like-minded people all working towards a common goal, working (mostly) cooperatively and (mostly) supporting each other.
I say mostly because there is no such thing as a perfect team and every team has that one person who…challenges (define as you see fit)…everything and everyone.
But now, as the team changes and new people come on board, I look around and think “wtf.…what happened, some of these people just don’t seem to belong here…they either don’t care, don’t want to learn, don’t want to work, or don’t seem to want to think…or some combination of those….“.
But then, when I add up the numbers, mainly include the one on leave and the one retiring…and I start to feel outnumbered, and I have to think that maybe I’m the odd one out, maybe I’m the “one of these things that just doesn’t belong…”.
Maybe the mould changed when I wasn’t paying attention; maybe I didn’t get the memo and I just don’t fit anymore. Because I definitely feel like a square peg in a newly bored set of round holes these days.
Data generally don’t lie, but you can also do just about anything with the wrong statistics….
Am I the lime in a pile of lemons?
If I am, then perhaps it’s time to kick back and make a caipirinha.
(39/365)
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