As is often the case, things did not go as expected at my used-to-be-new-job in New Mexico. Sometimes I don't even realize I have expectations for experiences until things unfold and I find myself scrambling to make sense of them.
I might have been able to predict that things would go poorly as early as my second day of work. Call it optimism, call it naivety, or perhaps stubbornness. In this case, I might have actively distorted reality to maintain a sense of optimism. Hindsight doesn't always offer one the clearest understanding of past experiences. Regardless of the motivation behind the blinders, I did document some of my more startling moments.
I've been in the process of sorting things out since leaving that job. I didn't turn my documentation into Human Resources. Instead of them letting the documentation collect its version of saved electronic dust, I thought I might engage in a more public yet anonymous airing of grievances. Especially since I'm still in the process of putting the pieces back together.
