| doranosaurus ( @ 2005-10-10 06:01:00 |
First day of orientation
I was chatting with this girl who I befriended because she was one of the few new employees who's job was not more prestigious than my own. Her short stature and white-trash clothing made me feel more at ease. My low self-esteem draws me to others of a similar bent, I guess.
She mentioned the earthquake in Pakistan. I said, "Yeah, it seems like there's a new natural disaster every week!" I was happy to be having a pleasant conversation, not feeling the intense anxiety around her that I feel around the men and women with higher-paying jobs and better haircuts who were cold to me.
Then she said, "Do you believe in Christ?"
"No," I said, nervous but emphatic.
"Well, all these disasters kind of make you think! I believe it's part of the prophesy of the end times."
ARRG!! You've got to be kidding me! First of all, how is that even a remotely appropriate comment in a professional environment? With such a lack of understanding of prevailing workplace conversational boundaries, it's no wonder she hasn't advanced to an administrative level. Second of all, WTF? Why did I gravitate towards the Jesus freak of the class? The people I actually feel comfortable around always turn out to be freaks of one kind or another. I guess I'm still the socially incompetent dork I was in grade school. Well, that's not news to me. This just reinforces it.
Then I was so flustered by her comment, that I failed to recognize my new direct supervisor; the woman who I interviewed with and who hired me! I saw the woman waving at me while I was walking back to orientation class with Jesus Girl and I thought, "Gee that woman looks familiar, where do I know her from?" But it wasn't until I was well past her that I realized who she was. I smiled at her, but in that way you smile when you don't really know why your being smiled at. After a minute I even walked back towards her thinking I'd make some conversation. I stopped and spied on her from afar. She looked busy with two other supervisor-types and I was too scared to go up to her. Yes, I really do have social anxiety and it adversely affects my personal and professional life in concrete ways. My first social faux pas and I haven't even started working yet!
I was chatting with this girl who I befriended because she was one of the few new employees who's job was not more prestigious than my own. Her short stature and white-trash clothing made me feel more at ease. My low self-esteem draws me to others of a similar bent, I guess.
She mentioned the earthquake in Pakistan. I said, "Yeah, it seems like there's a new natural disaster every week!" I was happy to be having a pleasant conversation, not feeling the intense anxiety around her that I feel around the men and women with higher-paying jobs and better haircuts who were cold to me.
Then she said, "Do you believe in Christ?"
"No," I said, nervous but emphatic.
"Well, all these disasters kind of make you think! I believe it's part of the prophesy of the end times."
ARRG!! You've got to be kidding me! First of all, how is that even a remotely appropriate comment in a professional environment? With such a lack of understanding of prevailing workplace conversational boundaries, it's no wonder she hasn't advanced to an administrative level. Second of all, WTF? Why did I gravitate towards the Jesus freak of the class? The people I actually feel comfortable around always turn out to be freaks of one kind or another. I guess I'm still the socially incompetent dork I was in grade school. Well, that's not news to me. This just reinforces it.
Then I was so flustered by her comment, that I failed to recognize my new direct supervisor; the woman who I interviewed with and who hired me! I saw the woman waving at me while I was walking back to orientation class with Jesus Girl and I thought, "Gee that woman looks familiar, where do I know her from?" But it wasn't until I was well past her that I realized who she was. I smiled at her, but in that way you smile when you don't really know why your being smiled at. After a minute I even walked back towards her thinking I'd make some conversation. I stopped and spied on her from afar. She looked busy with two other supervisor-types and I was too scared to go up to her. Yes, I really do have social anxiety and it adversely affects my personal and professional life in concrete ways. My first social faux pas and I haven't even started working yet!