For the past two years I've worked at this particular location during tax season. Last year one of the tax professionals came off as a little judgemental to me. He seemed like he wanted to be my boss when that was not his job. His job was to file taxes and it was my boss's job to be my boss. I was hoping this year would be a little different.
When I first started here this year I tried to be as nice to this person as I could be. We acted professional towards eachother but neither one of us was overly friendly. We'd exhange pleasantries and anything that work might require but that was it. Then one day I was writing my daily poem and not paying attention to who was coming up behind me. The door is in front of me and I knew that there were no customers and we were in a slow time so I didn't think anything of doing my writing then.
I was startled out of my 'trance' when I voice behind me said "you up here writing love notes?" in a very thick accent. Of course the person that had just approached me was that particular tax professional.
I kindly told him no that I was writing some poetry. To my surprise he just smiled at me and told me how poetry was a dying art. He told me I should look into getting some grants and that I should keep on writing and perhaps (I think he was joking on this part) someday become a published poet. I'm not sure I want my poems to be published, though my stories? I'd love to see them in physical book print form!!
Anyway from then on this tax pro and I have been a bit more friendly toward eachother. We get along better. I don't feel quite like he's trying to be my boss anymore and more like he's another one of my coworkers that I'm just getting to know. It's nice knowing he won't judge me for sitting here writing some poetry during down time.
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