I Finally Reached My Breaking Point
It’s my day off and I can’t help but, think about what transpired and why I reached my breaking point because of the officer’s child. I work for someone who causes utter craziness in our department. It’s been a rough year, to say the least! Although, I do know there is a purpose in all this.
The hissing, whispers of the creature are lurking about causing me to reverse my entire mindset. The beast bite releases a paralyzing venom into its victim (me) and it isn’t long before doubt begins to dull my sense of well-being. I have fallen prey to this attack. The beast displays no mercy and laughs at the crippled condition as it prepares for numerous other assaults.
The Beast In The Officer’s Child
Have you tried working for a company where their present employee fights tooth and nail to deter you from taking the position you interviewed for? This particular organization refuses to follow employment laws especially when it comes to an employed officer’s child.
Let me explain all that transpired before, during, and after. I will need time to explain everything in great detail and it won’t be just in this post but many more to follow.
I arrived 15 minutes early for the interview, I waited in the waiting area for an hour. That’s when the HR director came down and apologized for the long delay.
We walked upstairs together and in our discussion to the conference room, we found out we knew one another from another organization we both worked at. He did HR and I received supervisor training from him.
Anyway, I had an interview with a panel of three; two men and an officer’s child.
Despised By The Officer’s Child
As I walked through the doors of the conference room to find the place I was to sit. I watched the officer’s child’s facial expressions change various ways and at various times.
The facial expressions were the first thing I experienced especially when it came to the refusal to accept that the officer’s child’s friend wouldn’t be getting the job.
Delays Upon Delays
I tried not to get caught up in what continued to manifest from the officer’s child’s non-follow-ups and the lack of timely response and multiple non-follow-ups with me.
Then, the constant continued delays and lies started with this officer’s child when it came to my employment references she said she needed to further the process. This officer’s child said my references hadn’t come over, and then the next delay this officer’s child said my references were not responding.
This officer’s child didn’t know who I knew that was part of hiring me for this position. I had bible study with the spouse of the officer who interviewed me for the position. This officer’s child was overruled and continued to fulfill her mission to rid herself of me.
This officer’s child attempted to delay offering the position to me and said she had to get back to me. She even phoned me on various occasions asking if my family would be okay with me taking this position and how it may affect my family and even tried offering me another position that paid less and something I didn’t even apply for.
I finally received the offer letter with a start date, which enabled me to give my current employer of nine years my two-week notice.
Before my start date, I received numerous phone calls asking if I still wanted the position to understand all that it entails, and so forth.
Then, the day I’m to report to work the officer’s child calls me to have me change my work attire to go into the field versus the office then, calls me back again to say things have changed and I will come into the office. Then, due to HR paperwork delays on her end, I had to rush through my new hire paperwork to end my day late with no time for lunch or dinner.
No Place To Work Because Of The Officer’s Child
There was nothing in place for me to work from or with. Not even an office or computer. I was asked to go through a filing cabinet on the other side of the building and organize everything it. Then she proceeded to delegate me to go through her office and pack boxes for a move to another area of the building.
Later on in the week she and her friend pulled me into her office and proceeded to close the door and she proceeded to tell me that someone there had a problem with me and that she would deal with it later. Then, hands me a ball cap. I left feeling uncomfortable, to say the least. How’s that for your first week on the job?
- Have you ever worked with someone who is all over the place in their thoughts and actions?
- How did that work out for you?
Having to have my phone on 24 hours a day, seven days a week is beyond rational! Can I even continue working these 15 to 19 hour days?
- It’s Sunday, and I’m being told I have to drive out of town for work and I must stay in the hotel a fellow employee booked for me.
- The day before I had gotten home late from work and I was told that I was not needed for the EDS work that was set to start on Sunday.
- Meanwhile, I was up at 4:40 a.m. on Sunday going about my business to get, an email and being told that my working on Sunday had been the plan all along.
On The Road Again
I had to come home after my plans to pack fast to hit the road. I had a four and half hour drive ahead of me. When I finally at the hotel it was around 11:30 p.m.
It was nearly impossible to fall asleep, my body needed time to shut down from the long drive. I woke up exhausted.
Plus, the turmoil I went through with this officer’s child. This officer’s child threatened to charge me for my hotel room if I did not show up as directed. This officer’s child sent an email to a bunch of people threatening me with insubordination. Meanwhile, I had been working for a month straight. This officer’s child told me I couldn’t take my vacation, the vacation I had planned for a year.
My mind would not shut off long enough for me to fall asleep or stay asleep. So, let’s just say I got about three hours of sleep that night.
After I did what I needed to do that next morning (which involved more craziness) due to my boss’s inability to plan. I headed out. On my way home, my arms and hands started to tingle and felt numb so I decided it was important to pull over. I notified my boss, her boss, and HR via email.
As I sat in the car, my emotions started to pour out of me. I asked God why and how can a person like this do this to me. I can’t deal with them any longer! Why am I allowing them to affect my health and well-being, this is unacceptable!
Eventually, I decided I was okay enough to get back on the road and as I was driving and listening to my radio playing Christian music and listening to Christian preaching. I really hoped it would get my mind off all that manifested.
As I continued driving I realized I wasn’t getting any better. So, I started looking for shelter. I saw a hotel and took that exit, parked my car, and unpacked my car. As I walked into the entrance of the hotel and up to the front desk of a hotel, I could barely stand. I felt weak and weary and I was short of breath.
Breaking Point Breached
As soon as I got to my room and lay down I emailed my boss, her boss, and, HR. I told them I needed to pull over and get some rest, I needed sleep and I didn’t know what was going on with my arms, hands numbness and tingling.
Shortly, after the email went out my boss’s boss phoned me out of concern for my health and well-being. I said, I am beyond exhausted and I need to take care of myself. He asked if he could pray for me. I said, most definitely. He asked that I call him letting him know how I am feeling a bit later. That is when another email went out from my boss. Things continued to get worse!
Fear Of The Officer’s Child
Have you ever met this beast? It creeps in like feelings of failure, fear of the unknown, fear of rejection, fear of unemployment, fear of what others are saying about you, fear of having to move away.
Lurking around every imaginable corner threatens to poison our inner peace. Another name is bully which relies on scare tactics and surprise attacks.
Watching for my vulnerable moments when it submerges itself into my self-esteem and turns my mind to mental mush leaving me less and less bright and cherry
Feeling overcast and not knowing what is over the horizon, the fear fog takes hold. Things will be difficult to shake for some time.
Light, space, zest – that’s God! So, with him on my side I’m fearless, afraid of no one and nothing. When vandal hordes ride down ready to eat me alive, Those bullies and toughs fall flat on their faces. When besieged, I’m calm as a baby. When all hell breaks loose, I’m collected and cool. I’m asking God for one thing, only one thing: To live with him in his house my whole life long. I’ll contemplate his beauty; I’ll study at his feet. That’s the only quiet, secure place in a noisy world, The perfect getaway, far from the buzz of traffic. God holds me head and shoulders above all who try to pull me down. I’m headed for his place to offer anthems that will raise the roof! Already I’m singing God-songs; I’m making music to God. Listen, God, I’m calling at the top of my lungs: “Be good to me! Answer me!” When my heart whispered, “Seek God,” my whole being replied, “I’m seeking him!” Don’t hide from me now! You’ve always been right there for me; don’t turn your back on me now. Don’t throw me out, don’t abandon me; you’ve always kept the door open. My father and mother walked out and left me, but God took me in. Point me down your highway, God; direct me along a well-lighted street; show my enemies whose side you’re on. Don’t throw me to the dogs, those liars who are out to get me, filling the air with their threats. I’m sure now I’ll see God’s goodness in the exuberant earth. Stay with God! Take heart. Don’t quit. I’ll say it again: Stay with God.
God doesn’t want us to be shy with his gifts, but bold and loving and sensible.
“I, I’m the One comforting you. What are you afraid of – or who? Some man or woman who’ll soon be dead? Some poor wretch destined for dust? You’ve forgotten me, God, who made you, who unfurled the skies, who founded the earth. And here you are, quaking like an aspen before the tantrums of a tyrant who thinks he can kick down the world. But what will come of the tantrums? The victims will be released before you know it. They’re not going to die. They’re not even going to go hungry. For I am God, your very own God, who stirs up the sea and whips up the waves, named God-of-the-Angel-Armies. I teach you how to talk, word by word, and personally watch over you, Even while I’m unfurling the skies, setting earth on solid foundations, and greeting Zion: ‘Welcome, my people!'”