The secret diary of a single parent bloke
I’ve recently noticed a change in attitude towards me from the people I work with. In the two and a half years I’ve worked there, I’ve never got on with most of the staff.
I was taken on to add and integrate a new department into the factory, which I have successfully done, but the business is old and failing, and the people (many of whom have worked there since the beginning) have been very hostile to any change. Even the management, who acknowledge that I’ve done a great job (and turned an £80k per year outsource cost into at £120k per year income) are against me. At my appraisals, the usual “cause for concern” is that I’m “a perfectionist”. Even though I wouldn’t say that I am a “perfectionist”, wouldn’t it be a good thing if I was?
Today, one of my most venomous detractors, who had been OK with me recently, told me how much she admired what I was doing, and how she’s misjudged me. I asked her what she meant, and she explained that someone had told her that I was now bringing up two children on my own.
I’m not sure what shocked me the most- the fact that she knew, or the fact that she was being nice to me.
A hadn’t told many people about my circumstances, but I remember talking to Fiona during a someone’s leaving do. It was a few weeks ago, and the first time I’d been out on my own since the breakup. I was sat outside the pub feeling a bit lonely, I was really missing Natalia and Jack as they were at my Dad’s for a few days. Fiona is a young single mum, and I’d always admired the way that she worked tirelessly, despite earning next to nothing, to give her son the best that she could. So we got talking, and I explained my situation. I guess that she told others, and it quickly became common knowledge around the factory.
It’s funny how attitudes can change. I wasn’t behaving any differently to how I always had, but I was now being seen as a better, nicer, person. I wonder if that would have happened if I was a single mum?