this morning #1704.
this morning, a day & a half after i’d left her standing alone ranting in her friend’s back yard, she reached out with a short text. an apology. sort of. when her message came in, i was walking into a meeting with my team. not exactly ideal timing. we have seventeen days left until the end of the month & still have lots to do to get to our goals. given that it’s my first full month as a manager, the boss needs to see that promoting me wasn’t a mistake. though the apology had moved my mind away, i tried listening to my team’s needs. their “needs” were just “unsolvable gripes about the company” though. nothing much i could say except “i’ll ask.” muster up some motivation. end the meeting. shift my focus back to the apology.