< I watch my MD doing the same things that I used to do when I was in that position. I understand why and realise that, although sometimes the wrong thing, it is the only thing that is possible given that we're talking about a human being. The worst of these 'things' is confrontation. I used to avoid it like the plague. She is even worse than me, having employed someone to do that for her. Worse, still, it's not an uncommon thing. And so, I send an email. A 'loaded' email, I suppose. Another email that, since I'm not actually expecting any response, will be regretted later. But it was necessary. The trouble is that the receiving party may look at it as a 'confrontational' (which is not intended) email and, probably, being even more scared of confrontation than my MD, will just not reply. I came to this conclusion this morning at about 4.30. I could be wrong and hope I am but, rather unfortunately, think I'm not. Another striking moment of bloody clarity, maybe? Although as this is not my thinking but someone else's, I can't really call it that. However, this was an email to avoid confrontation - just a meeting, just a chat, only to explain not to cause problems, not to make it difficult, not to cause anyone any distress or hurt or give them any sense of danger. Maybe it was a stupid idea but if he knew me, he would know I would not be confrontational and, since the thing about the meeting is only to fix some of my problems, I only ask for honesty, frankness and a willingness to do away with any preconceptions.

So now I wait. With bated breath. And hope that my intentions are understood.< >And, since I got home I re-read what I sent and it is a horrible email and not nice and I wouldn’t blame him if he never replied again.  Damn.