When Superiority Is a Symptom

There are people who thrive on proximity to problems. As if Chaos gives them a sense of control. Their validation depends on being the one who “knows something,” even if they have to create the something to know.

For example, my Wanna Supervisor "Betty Boop" and others like her, are masterful at this. They present as attentive, engaged, “detail-oriented.” But behind that facade is an addiction to critique.

They linger, watch, and wait for imperfection. Because your calm threatens their need to correct.

When I was on shift, she would hover, waiting to catch me in the act of anything she could inflate into disruption. She needed someone to react so she could justify her hostility. And when she didn’t get that reaction, she’d find a new audience and narrate the scene  loud enough for everyone to hear.

That’s how people like her survive in systems. They stress their own mess, but disguise it as supervision. They invoke drama to feel relevant. And when peace walks in, they panic, because peace requires accountability,  and accountability forces them to face the truth of who they are.