Feet of clay

I lost respect for someone today.

It was a really difficult moment for me, because I thought this person was above the petty unprofessional bullshit that I've witnessed in leadership positions over the years.

 I felt very much like a child again when I began to realize that everything my mom said was not true.

 I felt like that the first time I realized a coworker I trusted had systematically betrayed me...for years.

I almost felt like I was falling for a second- and then it passed and I realized that there is really no one I can trust at work.  There is no one who would not hesitate to throw me under the bus if it meant saving themselves.

This is why I don't socialize much with coworkers outside of the very rare happy hour.  The moment I forget that these people are not my friends, just coworkers is the moment that could come back to haunt me later.

I really wish I didn't feel like this.  I wish my faith in my professional counterparts could be restored.  However, when the last person in the world that I would think to play favorites and behave unprofessionally does so in a way I never imagined, I'm forced to re-examine my judgement of character.