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fuzzyred ([personal profile] fuzzyred) wrote2020-02-13 07:48 pm
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Goal progress and Bad managers

This week I've made some decent progress on website updates, made it to the gym both for yoga and cardio, made myself dinner, and made the Blueberry Angel Dessert from a post [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith made about coloured recipes for Valentine's day.

On an unrelated note, I really dislike bad managers. The one I've had to deal with this week sucks at handling people. No acknowledgement for jobs well done, and harping on all the things that should have been done instead. It makes me not want to do anything extra for them. It's a fast way to alienate all of your employees and create a toxic workplace. I wish I could fix it but I have no idea how.

ETA: I am watching an episode of The Closer right now, and a little boy ends up missing then dead after asking to ride his bike two summer camp. The camp was 2 blocks away, the boy was 9, and it looked like a decent neighbourhood. Everyone is acting like letting him ride his bike was a terrible failure on the mother's part. Assuming the boy demonstrated basic safety knowledge and responsibilty, isn't letting him ride his bike reasonable? Bubble wrapping children against every possible harm isn't practical, or helpful.
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[personal profile] ng_moonmoth 2020-02-14 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
>> Floundering on your own is less productive and leads to more stress for the individual, <<

One problem is that many of them don't even get to flounder. There are too many stories about children who are shuttled to school, and then scheduled activity after scheduled activity etc. until they get picked up and taken home to wrap things up for the day. Is it any wonder that people like those often don't have a clue how to do much for themselves?

As opposed to what was common for my cohort, where as long as Mom knew where I was going, and I checked in when I got there, what I did was my business. That started by being responsible for walking to school by myself once I could be trusted to cross the street safely, and went on from there.

>> Boomerang children? <<

They go out on their own, and like a thrown boomerang, go around in a circle and wind up back at home where they started.
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[personal profile] ng_moonmoth 2020-02-14 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
>> There wasn't very much being trusted to go somewhere alone though. <<

Yeah, I was a teenager by the time the "stranger danger" overreaction had ramped up to the point where that vanished.

(The word that used to be a common choice for the feeling I wrote "overreaction" for is one I'm not using any more, due to its historical inference that it was peculiar to women and driven by their wombs.)

>> I actually waited longer to leave home to make sure I didn't do that; once I left I wanted to be sure I wouldn't have to go back. <<

I left as soon as I was ready. My folks made sure that all their children got to learn enough of the skills needed to live on their own. I recognized that I wouldn't really have a chance to find out who I was unless I did. I went far enough away that popping over for a visit (in either direction) was not going to be A Thing.

Part of that independence for me was paying for my own postgraduate education and living expenses. I wouldn't have felt like I was calling my own shots if my folks were.