A bitter pill to swallow

I was prepared for a meeting where hearing a man saying the same things I said would suffice (and it may have), but I wasn’t prepared to hear that in spite of being the project manager, I would need to be trained if I were to act as interface with new people. Like I haven’t been interfacing so far, and a particular group would need a different kind of interfacing? So I’ve been wearing my cranky pants for a couple of days. There’s a dent in my motivation and mostly I’ve been feeling worthless since.

sad faced person at desk but not working