During the long and tortuous grading process, I asked, near the end of it, for one of my colleagues to just shoot me.
The one I asked turned and asked me why. I said it was from a movie, and briefly told him about They Shoot Horses Don’t They. Here’s a link to the movie:
It’s how I’ve felt for the most part about the situation at work. On every level, I have been worn down to the point that I cannot understand how wrong people can be to each other. Sometimes absolutely nothing gets through.
I get a small thanks every one in a while, and that helps.
Anyway, I was surprised to find how many of my male coworkers I had asked to just shoot me and how often. Perhaps given the movie reference was a help. The three of them were very kind to me after discovering they were not alone in the request. They have a new guy club I guess.