Joe90 wrote:
in most work places there's always one of those people (usually a woman) who is very socially skilled and can behave rude and grouchy and absentminded but still knows how to get everybody to like them.
In my work experience, there's always been somebody with some kind of authority over me who has made me feel threatened and wish they'd not turn up. It would spoil my day if I had to have anything to do with them. Mostly low-level bullying to reassure them of their place in the pecking order and to get me to do more or to do things I didn't want to do or didn't know how to do, making me work later than contracted, to do whatever it may take to achieve management targets. Generally though, the rest of the staff have had the same treatment, and some weren't able to defend myself as much as I was, although I felt I'd not been anything like successful enough in fighting back.
The common enemy gave common ground for whinging sessions about it, which at least softened my feeling of being an outcast, but there was little appetite for collective resistance, and that put a rift between us because I wanted us to defeat the bullies. It wasn't all the time, but enough for me to feel that I was in a dystopian environment. All I wanted was to do an ordinary day's work for an ordinary day's pay, without politics, without moving the goalposts, just chat to folks here and there.
The all-white groups were I think nastier than the multiracial groups, I guess because I didn't stand out as being particularly odd, and some of the foreign folks felt very safe because they were more polite and respectful. But I never felt I belonged, and stopped wanting to very quickly.