So, the boss sat me down to have a little talk this week about how I was not doing my job properly. Apparently, I am not managing my time wisely, staying focused on certain projects, and spending too much time giving attention to and helping out other people in our little organization, who are apparently "worthless" and "not important." I tried to stay calm, as there is no doubt in my mind that I am better at my job than most and have been doing it well for almost half my life. Most of you know that I am very sensitive, and get my feelings hurt easily, but I stayed calm and listened to all of the arguments, which unfortunately made sense, were valid, on point, and obviously rehearsed. After being chewed out, mocked and insulted for over ten minutes, I calmly said that it was my turn to speak. "Maya," I said, "You have two other sisters that need my attention too, even though it is true that they are older and can take care of themselves." I sat Daughter Superior down on the couch and explained, "I agree that you are the only one that keeps her room clean, cooks with me, helps me clean, spends time with me, and kisses my whole face every morning, however, I am not going to stop loving your sisters and give you all of my attention. Period." The tiny general then marched away, both of us knowing that the battle had just begun.
