Being the older sister…
Being the older sister for me didn’t stop even when my sisters became adults. I guess it will always be that way. When we were younger, any one who dared quarrel with my sisters wouldn’t even think of doing it twice. Because of me. I made sure of that. I was my siblings’ protector and I remain that way until now.
My sister went home yesterday looking so disappointed and depressed. When I asked her why, she poured her heart out right away. It was about work and her monster of a boss! She told me her problems. I didn’t show any emotion, I just listened. But deep inside all I wanted to do was wait for her boss to come out of their office and drag her to an empty room to give her a dose of her own medicine! I wanted to make her feel the same disappointment and depression that my sister felt. I wanted to make her cry and make her say sorry to my sister for what she did!
Of course, I won’t do any of that. I just listened and told her to weigh her options. If she isn’t happy with her current job, then find another one soon. No need to be unhappy with your work when there are other positions out there waiting to be filled.
I still would want to give her boss a piece of my mind. And let’s see if she’ll continue bullying everyone working under her!
