I have something that has been weighing heavy on my heart, and I am hoping that putting words to "paper" will provide me some clarity. A few blogs ago, I wrote about my guilt I was experiencing knowing that my team mates were still out working while I was happily tucked away in my dry, warm home. Since then I've actually talked to them about it. They pretty much told me not to feel guilty, and that it "is what it is." In true Tanya fashion, I decided that isn't good enough and still feel horrible...lol. Well, as you may or may not know, we had a snow yesterday. Fortunately it was nothing like the 10" they originally were forecasting, but it ended up being a late night storm that kept the boys out for the better part of the next day. So... the guys went to work Monday morning. Some started snow at 7 or 8 Monday night. Many of them didn't go home in between. Then they were out until maybe 4:30 Tuesday afternoon. Now you can say sure, they napped in their trucks, but honestly, how much do you really think that counted for? Plus, they then had to drive home after all of that. My point for laying that all out is to try and give you my perspective and explain my intense feelings about the situation. Now... since COVID, the "office".... oh God I hate that term... is better equipped to work from home. So any time there is a chance of snow, many just stay tucked at home in their warm, dry houses. And I know... if that's tolerated, Tanya, what's the problem? The only answer I know to give you is that it frustrates me that the lines are different for some; however, when it comes to rewards, everyone wants it to be equal across the board. I know that me showing up and holding the line really isn't going to change anything. At the same time, I also know that I can look myself in the mirror, acknowledge what is going on sucks, but also know that I did not perpetuate it. While I may only be one, I am also one who didn't cross over to the other side. I am fighting the office stereotype.
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