TheBanyanTree: A Cold Rainy Day
Sharon Mack
SMACK at berkshirecc.edu
Wed Jan 12 08:19:57 PST 2005
Yesterday I went to a meeting that I thought was being held to help me
help the organization that I worked for. Little did I know that it was
to be an ambush. Thankfully, I had taken my assistant (and friend) with
me. I felt that if a new procedure was to be discussed it would be good
for her to hear it first hand. I wasn't even allowed to finish
introducing her.
I stuck with the meeting for one reason and one reason alone. I
assumed that they must have misunderstood my email requesting
clarification on the procedure they wanted us to use when dealing with
them. That did not pan out. Not once was I able to complete a
sentence, a thought nor an answer to a question that THEY asked. It was
a horror show. When I realized that I was beating a dead horse I sat
quietly for a moment while the main character finished ranting at me and
then I tried to make a suggestion that would perhaps help us all.
Before I could even finish, the big beesh (who was doing all the nasty
talking and yelling) rolled his eyes and alluded to the fact that I was
making more work for them.....my request?? Was to have them cc any
emails to me that they sent to our organization's members. That way I
could better track FOR them and perhaps be a help to them.
I retracted my suggestion....(not my job anyway)
I stood up and motioned my assistant to do the same...
but before I left I had to say to him (the nasty man) that I did not
understand why he had to be so mean, unkind and rude.
Then I left and went to my office and cried....but not until I had
informed my boss....and his!
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