They say that suppression is the best medicine for dealing with your feelings at work, which is perhaps why so many people have gravitated toward Lululemon garb and yoga on their lunch break. And yet, this attempt at a “zen” a.k.a. Rafiki attitude will only lead to the eventual blowing of a gasket.
The longer you try to act polite and tiptoe around what it is your emotions want to reveal, the more your superiors will walk all over you–taking your silence for garden variety shit swallowing. It is around this point that you will finally explode à la Ross in Friends when he freaks out over the consumption of his sandwich by another co-worker. In any case, it’s like Madonna says, “Express yourself, don’t repress yourself.” Maybe that’s why she never had to work in an office.