Yes, that’s what my latest work eval said. Now, yes I did have problems with two of my coworkers (I’m not the only one) but to say that I don’t act like a team member is a lie. I’m turning from the goody-goody two shoes into the kid that’s sent to the principle’s office all because I am not a chirpy bimbo. I can’t be happy happy joy joy all the time. But that’s what they want me to be. I do my job but they want extreme above and beyond which will only kill me. Besides I get all with pretty much everyone else so two out of over a hundred is not bad. But the whole turning into the bad kid amuses me. It’s either that or cry.
And I found out that one of the managers doesn’t like me because I’m a woman. Misogyny in 2013. And it’s practically institutionalized. I know I work in a male dominated field but this fruitcake wants a Stepford wife and I’m no fucking June Cleaver. I am a real person with real feelings who does her job real well but because I’m a woman that means I’m not good enough. And yes, I’ve heard that. I need to find a new job.