When I Was Painted Red -#309

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Life is not always about perfection of which I also don't believe in having everyone to love me or say good things about me because we actually can't please everyone and the day you're ready to please everybody means one is dead and with no life anymore. Only then have you pleased those you owe, promised, offended, and whatever coukd be involved.

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However, in as much as what people say about me does not really matter, I still hold it very important that people do not see me wrongly with mere assumptions. I've had several cases of people assuming wrongly about me, even right from my tender age as a teenager I had someone told me that he was told that I had a kid because I have a kid I play with all day and I was really like do I have the shape to being seen as a mother instead of a young girl. So I won't say I'm strange to people having wrong assumptions about themselves or me personally.

However, one of the wrong assumptions I think kind of do struck me is a middle man trying to paint wrong impression for another person and I experienced that at the highest order at my previous place of work.
We have a cupboard for beverages, and staff would finish them in no time so the employer would complain about how much staff are taking these things and instruct me not to purchase any beverages until a stipulated time of which I have to follow his order.

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On the other hand, when these same staff complain in the open or to him privately, all he will do is tell them to confront me on why I won't refill the beverages cupboard. Initially, I thought it was an oversight or it escaped his mind that he gave the order but I later realized that it was actually intentional. And all along, these staff members were looking at me as a bad person who is holding strictly unto another man's money when he's not complaining about it been spent and they kept this grudge for a while before I got hold of the info.

I won't lie that I felt so bad especially knowing the role that this employer was playing in between and I wonder what exactly he wanted to gain from that whole act. Since it continued that way, the only thing I could do was stop having discussion about the beverages with him and allowing a speaker among the remaining staff go to meet him directly to inform him about the beverages of which he will give an instant order to get another and I guess with that idea coming from me and we keep getting the beverages everytime with no delay, they got to know I wasn't the problem truly and who they had thought I was.

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