I got so upset with my Eastern European coworker yesterday because I was so frustrated after working with him for I think close to 2 months now. I was upset with myself too because I absolutely cannot communicate what I feel or why I feel when I'm upset. Here's how it went: *some discussion* EE: "blah, blah, blah, blah, blah" Me: (close to tears) *stretch to fight back the tears* "I don't know, it was just a suggestion." *throw hands up* "Whatever." *storm out of his cubicle* I was about to cry in frustration and I didn't want to say goodbye to him, so I called up my sister and started talking to her in our language. I never call anybody from work unless it's an emergency or if I do, I go outside and to make the call. But I wanted to walk out of work without making a big deal out of it. Hopefully he didn't see me wiping my eyes when I was walking out on the way to the parking lot and I hope he didn't hear my voice cracking when I was talking to my sister. When I got to the parking lot and my sister was making me tell her what happened, I completely broke down and cried. Of course, being that I was talking to my sister, we were laughing at the stupidity of it all too. I hate being a girl. I hate being timid. I hate not being able to say what I really want to say when I'm upset. I hate hormones. I hate cultural differences. I did get an apology from him (email), and good thing he's on vacation today. He's not a bad person, but he can really make people feel like what they say/think don't matter. Also, I was fighting the urge to tell someone at work to get sympathy pats or something. Everyone already has their own opinion about him, so I didn't want to add to that. I was able to hold my tongue until 9:45 when I gave in to the urge and told two of my co-worker/friends. The other guy didn't ask for any details, but the other actually wanted to talk to me. So some time later, we took a walk around the building and we talked about frustrations. I only had the ones from working with Mr. EE, but he's had quite a few, from almost 2 years back. Anyway, it was nice to both listen and be listened to, especially since it involved people we both worked with. Later on, when we got back to our desks, I got an email saying, "Thanks for the talk. My door's always open if you ever need someone to listen. Your friend and teammate, ----" He's such a sweetheart. Then at lunch time, I went to my weekly driving-range trip with CL. First time with an iron. But I made a few of those fly. My farthest one must've reached about 80! Yeah, yeah, the nearest marker is 100, but I'm still focusing on my nice and easy swing instead of power.