…colossally at work. I did something for someone without thinking twice about it. He is a superior and we often help him out with requests, but this particular one was of a sensitive nature. Because of our working relationship with him I didn’t question it for one second. Only once a colleague mentioned it was risky this morning did everything start seeming rather dodgy…
I went to make breakfast with Leebeesa and while buttering my toast just broke down, realizing what the implications of my actions could be. Of course she comforted me and was the voice of reason. She told me to report it to our supervisor so that I was covered should it somehow blow up in my face.
My supervisor came over and listened to my story. He immediately said he would contact the person who had requested the information and clear things up with him. He also reprimanded the person for not requesting the information through him as this would have prevented me getting so upset.
I was seriously in a state. My supervisor came to me and said he would hate to know what I’m going to look like when someone dies because he had seriously thought something terrible had happened. Shame, the poor guy has to put up with the hormonal mess. I really don’t cry in his office often. I did around the time we lost Jamie…and now I’m pregnant and bawling again!
The guy who requested the information from me sent an apology e-mail and assured my supervisor and I that everything is above board and that nothing unethical was going on.
Despite the fact that everything is sorted out now I still feel a bit rattled and couldn’t stop crying for about 2 hours after everything happened and the realization hit me. The colleague who started the entire conversation and pointed out the risk also felt really bad and apologised. He said he didn’t mean to upset me, although I don’t know what he thought would happen.
I could have lost my job for doing what I did. Can you imagine all the things that went through my head? I just bought a new car. I have a baby on the way. I panicked. Luckily Leebeesa was there to provide a shoulder and be the voice of reason. I probably would have tried to sweep it under the rug and hope it goes away, even though telling my supervisor was the right thing to do.
Now I need to relax. Poor Babyice is probably worried about me being hysterical and all.