No Touch Monkey!

You know...I know most people are Peons at their place of employment, but today I feel extra peony with a side order of "Yes'm". During a drawing workshop, I told a kid that what they drew was cute, and I was told by my superior to let the workshop instructor comment on the kid's art. I feel like I was told to "shut up" and stay in my place, which is...peon van driver, administrative assistant and boys bathroom monitor. While it was agreed up that the instructor be the sole instructor of the workshop, I felt as though my voice were taken away.

I've noticed that we four office workers are becoming our titles, and those who have said, "Oh, I'm not really your superior." Are in fact becoming so, which I find kind of galling because that means in an office of 4, I have 3 bosses. I am rapidly becoming disillusioned with this gig.