Thursday, March 26, 2009
unappreciated and invisible
At some point in everyone's life you get this feeling like you are a speck of dirt on the bottom of someone's shoe. Lately, it's been my turn to feel like the speck. I don't know what it is, but it's like I'm suddenly invisible. Don't you just hate that feeling?
It'd be different if it were just my personal life or just my work life, but when it feels like your being ignored, taken for granted, and treated like a peon from several directions you start to feel your temper. Years ago, after I got my driver's license, I joked that I was finally a somebody. Like having my license somehow gave me a sense of worth. Doesn't it suck when you realize you could fade into the abyss and no one would really miss you for a good week or so? LOL
Okay, that's being overly dramatic. After all, my kids would wonder why they don't have clean underwear well before that! Nevertheless, we authors are like song artists. Each of us is a needle in really big stack of needles. You have to be extra shiny and mega sharp to be noticed. I'm starting to realize that my needle must be a little dull. It's been one hit after another. I consider myself a pretty easygoing person. I try to treat others as I want to be treated. But when I was complaining the other day to my mom about someday being treated like I matter, she said something that stuck with me. Sometimes the squeaky wheel really does get the grease. She sees it a lot in her job. The noisy, annoying customers get management's attention. And doesn't that just suck?! It's part of life, I suppose.
Unfortunately I'm not willing to be an annoying bitch to get ahead. I prefer to think that eventually hard work will push me beyond life as a speck. Until then, please step lightly. LOL
Magically appeared by Anne Rainey at 10:21 AM