It feels like I spent all day - it feels like I spent all week - just coming down hard on people at work.
I think like every time I exert power over someone at work, it makes me unhappy. I know that fundamentally, I do this work because I want to support my wife and loved ones. That alone makes the labor worth it.
You know what I wish? I was there was a once-a-year-day at work when all the people I had power over could do what they wanted. I don't mean free-use all-day-rxxx fantasy scenarios. Just that they could do what they wanted at work, and if I disagreed with it and tried to exert power over them to make them change what they were doing, they could just tell me no, my idea was stupid, they were sick of hearing me bitch about something they understood better than me, and I should stay in my fucking place and go cry in my office and let my makeup run.
And it's just one day. The next day everything goes back to normal. But it would make every other time I tried to use my power feel like a joke. A performance. They'd still do what I said - they have to - but with a smirk, them knowing that we both remember how weak I looked when I had power-by-fiat taken away.
Anyways maybe I'll get lucky and get beaten or drained or pinned or spanked or something soon.