I have slept 21 hours in the past 36. I am not myself. I can’t decide exactly what I’m feeling; exasperation and beyond to anger and fear. Not positive Diva feelings.
I have my very own Hulk, a male employee who cannot take supervision. He’s basically a good man but he’s got problems with authority and women. He is incredibly not smart either! He is only one of 4 men left on our payroll, one of whom is 70 yrs old and the rest can’t think their way out of a paper bag. We cannot find employees in this forsaken countryside. The rest of our current 14 are, of course, women.
Near the end of the work day on Friday when he last started yelling at me I just watched as the veins bulged out and the face changed. The threat, the challenge, I didn’t step back, I just watched, thinking that my next act might have be to take him to the hospital. He got his yelling out and calmed himself a bit. Then I received a great little “frog” email and passed it on to you all.
I have to deal, just deal, professionally and appropriately. And write up a warning to go into his personnel file. He has caused numerous problems among the workforce but for some reason, he is never written up. I also have to have a release from his doctor permitting him to continue to work for Hello Wood because of his high blood pressure and his chronic bronchitis. He has been asked for this but he has not produced it. Now I have to write up a letter for him to take to the doctor.
He will see all this as a personal vendetta. I am scared, like a little girl, for my company and for this man’s continued ability to make a living. My husband will blame me for his leaving. Bah!!!!
If ever a deeper Diva attitude is needed this is it for me. I’m going to walk and talk with Garbo’s picture in my mind.