Friday, July 18, 2014

On Crying at Work

Is it allowed?

That's my first question. I've done it. It terrified everyone. But was it allowed? Is crying at work a total taboo? These are the types of things I tend not to be aware of until far, far too late.

But sometimes it happens. I have an extremely stressful job (par for the course of my life - I don't do "relaxed") and I work with some big personalities -  and I can say that because I am one of them. I love my job and the stakes are high. So when something goes off the handle it's stressful. And things go off the handle often as we're in the people business. Humans just don't always behave predictably - go figure.

So I cried once. I had a wee bit too much on my plate, I dropped the ball on a couple things, people got mad and I cried. And unfortunately I am in the type of office that everyone witnessed it and had to exist with the crying for a few minutes.

Sheryl Sandberg says it might be okay. I would personally say you shouldn't. But that's thing about crying, isn't it? You can't really look at yourself and think - this is definitely an inappropriate time to cry right now so STOP IT. Nope. That's not how it works.

Inevitably, those alligator tears get out anyway.

Why isn't it allowed? To some reasonable extent you are allowed to display elation, rage, despair... but to actually cry seems bad. But why is that? It's a physiological response to frustration, anger, sadness, etc. just like laughing to happiness (funniness?). Dare I say it's because crying is considered a "girl thing"? Regardless, I am not sure if crying in the workplace should be treated so sensitively as it is.

My approach was to cry a bit, terrify all the boys in the office, make things supremely awkward, leave the office, walk it off, come back and bump "Under Pressure."

I got a couple chuckles. And then I went home and had a beer. I felt better.

The I-cried-at-work face + Panacea








Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Pivot... pivot!!

It's time for the next iterations of The Broke Life Delicious.

The last couple years have been a holding period. I moved to Los Angeles, I landed a job as a recruiter that has since launched me into a second, even more amazing job and probably a career (I'll check back in on that one in 10 years), I have moved a few times, lived with my Dad and his dog for a year, moved out and moved in with a past sorority sister, and overall... pivoted. A few times. And it's time for another pivot.

This time I'm pivoting, and launching forward.



Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Saturday, September 15, 2012

30 Days of Making: Day 15

So the below pattern (which I tried really hard to get an accurate photo of but not sure I succeeded... I may repost a better one tomorrow in the daylight) is inspired by my afternoon in Malibu. I was looking at the water and how the little lines of breaking waves recede and how there are little shimmers of orange everywhere from the sun... So I made an abstract pattern out of it.

Yeah. I went there.

I just wish I knew how to print on fabrics because I want to put these shimmery little colors all over my body or the wall or the window or my couch so I can always pretend I am in Malibu with the taste of salty air on my tongue and the cool breeze soothing the hot mess the weather inland has made of me and crisp water and rich surfer dudes everywhere

Yeah I have to stop that's gonna become a run-on at some point.

Ah, Malibu.


Thursday, September 13, 2012

30 Days of Making: Days 5-13

So I am bad at posting.

But I swear I have been working.

Like I said: napkin sketches, doodles, scribbles, but something is something.

So here's a few somethings.













Tuesday, September 4, 2012

30 Days of Making: Day 4

Sharpie, graphite, Copic markers.

Not a great photo, I'll try to scope out better lighting tomorrow.