[rahyt heer]: “Right Here” is the debut single by the American R&B girl group SWV. It was released on August 20, 1992 as the lead single from their debut album It’s About Time (1992), and charted on the Billboard charts as a double-A-side with “Downtown”. A remixed version, referred to as “Right Here (Human Nature Remix)” and based around a sample of Michael Jackson’s 1982 song “Human Nature”, became a number-one R&B single, selling 500,000 copies and earning a gold certification from the Recording Industry Association of America.
The House God Has Forgotten part 84: When the rubber hits the road.
I am sitting here. Coffee in my favourite panda mug. I have a bit of childish behaviour. I have sheets with small little kittens and a pillowcase with lambs that I refuse to throw away no matter how ripped and tattered it is.
I am a full-blown forty-four-year-old child.
Candles are lit. Not because of need to feel cosy, but they need not freeze. They make the room warmer as I sit on the sofa with a blanket over me.
I am used to growing up in the desert. Hot weather and blistering dry winds. Now I sit in Sweden under a cloak of grey skies and darkness at 3 in the afternoon.
What on Earth was I thinking?
Now things at The House God Has Forgotten, are at full speed. I had my discussion with my boss about my pay. One of the sections is about loyalty.
I got good marks. Later as we were going through the paper my boss said that she had a question they were curious about.
Masks went off and we went back to our chairs.
“This blog you have…”
“Oh shit. Here it comes.” I said out loud.
A lot of discussions that they are so surprised…because I seem so loyal at work.
I explained that it is not The House God Has Forgotten that makes me disloyal. I am very loyal to you that work there. You are the backbone of what goes on there. Without my colleagues, we would be nothing.
I am critical. Sometimes very critical. Just a bit more verbal than maybe most. I have balls and say what I think. That’s all.
I also love criticism I told them. Like everything anyone writes, it should be seen as something they can give critique to. Otherwise, it is boring and pointless.
We had a good talk. I found out (suspicions that were confirmed) that every boss in The House God Has Forgotten knows about this blog. No surprise. Expected. Kind of nice, as long as it doesn’t affect my little pay I do get.
So something strange happened to me. It looks like I maybe am going to have to file a complaint against a colleague for saying something.
It was way out of line.
I am not going to get into the details, because that is one of those things that effects this person. But it bothers me what they said, and even bothers me more because I had to go to the boss about them.
I feel mostly like a traitor when I go to the boss and complain about a colleague, but when do we draw the line? I mean I felt like there was nothing I could do BUT say something. It was disgusting, disturbing and everything I could never comment about as a person.
I am not saying that everything in the world can be politically correct…but after sharing this story with those I work closest with, they were in shock.
You know how sometimes you see someone at The House God Has Forgotten and they are just not meant to be there? They just do not know how to behave. They are scary. Not on a personal level.
On that level, they are just immature. (I am old enough to be their mother) but on a professional level, they are just a risk.
Then they have countless talks with the boss. You file a complaint, and you are pretty sure nothing will be done with it after.
So now I have a big pondering question:
“Do I sign my name to the report?”
Am I willing to work with this person knowing that I will have to deal with them every single day? That they will look at me and know that I was the one that reported them.
Even though I am pretty sure…even if the allegation was serious. That nothing is going to happen but a slap on the wrist.
Why is it that when we point out to the bosses that someone is bad (and by more than one person) they get to stay at The House God Has Forgotten?
Is it a syndrome everywhere in the Department of Corrections, or it is just this place?
Even though I have worked at other places, it feels like in my little bubble it is just The House God Has Forgotten.
I have seen people go right away when they talk about bombs and how they like to watch buildings burn down…but I have also heard people that say it is ok to shoot police get their contract renewed.
So is it really who the boss is that determines if the person stays or not?
To me, that sounds a little strange. How is this the standard at The House God Has Forgotten? So does this mean that even though something is as extreme as I should perhaps sign my name to going to be fallen on deaf ears?
So do I sign or do I let it go as “Some people heard”? I figure if I put my name to it, that it will be taken more seriously. That this person maybe will be kicked out for what they said.
When I reflect over it, a small child knows the difference between right and wrong enough to not have said what they said.
Just writing about them and what they said to make me more frustrated.
So I ponder. Maybe should I do the big girl thing and write my name on the paper. I do not know.
Write to me if you want to know more and give me some advice. It would be appreciated.
I am at crossroads, my friends. I need your help.
It’s only human nature.
1 kap. Yttrandefriheten enligt denna grundlag
Syfte och grunder
1 § Var och en är gentemot det allmänna tillförsäkrad rätt enligt denna grundlag att i ljudradio, tv och vissa liknande överföringar, offentliga uppspelningar ur en databas samt filmer, videogram, ljudupptagningar och andra tekniska upptagningar offentligen uttrycka tankar, åsikter och känslor och i övrigt lämna uppgifter i vilket ämne som helst.
Yttrandefriheten enligt denna grundlag har till ändamål att säkra ett fritt meningsutbyte, en fri och allsidig upplysning och ett fritt konstnärligt skapande. I den får inga andra begränsningar göras än de som följer av denna grundlag. Lag (2018:1802).