I Work With Grown Adults And It's Ridiculous That I Have To Deal With Workplace Cliques

I work at an esteemed hospital and, catch this, during my introductory workshops, I had to learn about workspace bullying, cliques, name-calling, the list goes on and on. You'd think that you would kiss immature bullying and whispers goodbye after graduating high school, but the useless chatter seems to never end.

Behind the front desk, you'll hear nurses chitter and chatter about the new nurse who has no idea what he's doing or the doctor that is losing her mind or even the patient who is lost and scared.

How would you feel if your doctor made fun of you for whatever groundless matter?

I'm sad to say that many adults aren't as mature as they could be. You would think that those who choose to go into the healthcare workforce are good-natured. But being kind to family and friends is not being kind. This is a foreign concept to many.

Being kind means, caring for everyone–no matter race, gender, color, weight, sexuality and even the individuals who you may categorize as "weird," "odd," "annoying," "different."

So, for the adults that need to learn about how not to bully, get your shit together.

I've got two words for you: Grow Up.

If you're a bully, then don't expect your kids to be compassionate to their peers. Don't expect others to be friendly to you. Don't expect that you aren't as weird as the person you are name-calling. If you don't realize you're being disrespectful, think about how you want to be treated and how that compares with how you treat others (this includes being a quiet bystander).

Listen, I get it. Joining into gossip makes you feel as though you're a part of something, you're in the "in" group. You're superior. You're worth it. But there are so many other ways to connect with people. Feel as though you are a part of something with people that support others. If you didn't learn this in high school, listen up, the "tough guys" you're linked to won't pick you up when you fall down.

I learned the hard way. Spent all my years stuck with a group of girls that, when I needed it most, turned their backs. I stuck up for them, agreed with them, did anything and everything for them. I got nothing in return, though.

Today, I'm thankful I work in an office filled with warmth, but I know other environments that experience a 180-degree turn. It shouldn't be luck that ensures an accepting nature of the workplace. That is supposed to be a given.

If you are being bullied at work, tell someone. You deserve more. It doesn't matter if you are being paid to be there. That doesn't excuse another's fucked up behavior. When they realize the pain they have caused, who knows, maybe they will turn around. If a kid is supposed to tell someone that they are being harassed, be the role model that they need–stand up for yourself.

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