Justifications?

Strangely enough.. I think of weird things in the shower. I don't know why all serious thoughts emerge in the shower. I really... don't know. Ladies and gentlemen, most of my blogs have literally originated in the shower.

So.. while I was taking my shower yesterday, I was thinking about how bored I am at home these days. Then, I started thinking about alternatives with my job situation. I started thinking about other ways I could have dealt with things. Actually, I was missing Harv. I love this girl to death. And I really miss spending 9 hours of my day with her, only because we've never hit a point where we become tired of each other. We are so understanding about the space we need to give each other, yet every time we meet, it's as thrilling as the first. Wow, it sounds like I am describing a romantic relationship with a boyfriend, haha. It's hard to explain the comfort level, but it's just there. And that's a wonderful thing. Getting back to the main point..

I was thinking about my actions, and seeking justifications for my behaviour within myself. I was wondering whether I should have done things differently. And what did I think of as an answer? No, I shouldn't have. I was the bitch because I spoke for myself. I was the outcast, or the "rotten apple" because I fought for what I was entitled for. Apparently, the employer only had girls working for him who were subservient to him, except for one. But she left. She had to. And so did I. Because it was impossible to beg for things I was entitled to.

There was too much of the blame game action, and less progress. It was more drama, less work. It was more unfair treatment than rewards. Well, there were zero rewards to be honest. There was no acknowledgement of our creative minds, and all the new ideas we suggested to make it a more organized and professional space. I think it will be another 10 years for them to even get to the P of Professionalism. And I shouldn't have to feel bad about leaving, because I did what was right for me. I am no one's slave. I will only work in a space where I am treated as a human being of equal worth. I will not be discriminated against because of looks. I will not be given less priority at work because another chick is hotter. I will not be harassed or insulted or penalized for fighting for my rights. I speak my mind. I will tell you what's on my mind. I don't play sly games. I play my game in front of you, so that you can see it and think of ways to tackle it. I am not afraid. I only should be if I did something wrong. But I didn't.

The conclusion of the shower thoughts were... I made a good decision. And that is why I shouldn't think about it again. I will still miss working with my girl though =) Lessons learnt, no regrets.

Hope you all have a fabulous night!

Oh, and for those who haven't watched Race 2  - it's a good movie. Definitely watch it if you have the time!