I’ve been fired before, three times, actually. First time: I spoke up when the woman who owned the business referred to me and my co-workers, all college-educated, as "L.D. kids," to a client, no less. When she fired me she said I gave her "a gnawing, burning feeling in the pit of [her] stomach." I was 23 and just getting warmed up.
Number two: I watched attorneys twice my age be dressed down, while I stood my ground. Out I went.
Third time's a charm: I advocated to follow through with a commitment made to the organization's constituents, which went against what the "golden boy" of the firm wanted. Good bye.
So each time I was canned for virtually the same reason: I stood up for myself or others, or stuck to my convictions. I’m not a sheep and don’t think being a team player means you become a “yes” woman (or man). But then again, I am unemployed.
Monday, February 21, 2011
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