In response to Linda G Hill’s stream of consciousness prompt Beef
Frustration. It welled up inside her like some overblown balloon. It might not take long before she popped at the smallest thing. She rarely had a beef with anyone. For one she was – at least she liked to think – of a generous nature and she tended to see the best in everybody until proven otherwise. For second, she didn’t like conflict; she found it counterproductive particularly at work. And finally, her motto in her career had always been “there’s no I in team.” It never had been about her needs or her results. She’d always worked so that her collaborators could hone their skills and develop their competencies in order to grow as professionals and as people. She found it the most rewarding to see someone be promoted or move on to a better position. She’d always identified in her team whoever could replace her or who could evolve into management positions. She deemed it part of her job as a manager and a leader.
But being told repeatedly that her ideas were irrelevant started to grate on her nerves. Being repeatedly humiliated in person or in writing began to erode her enthusiasm. And being interrupted whenever she tried to understand an order, ask a question or point out some inconsistency and how to solve it just was the proverbial straw.
If she was this useless, maybe they should just fire her and find someone who could be what they wanted her to turn into: a prison guard. And so for the first time in her entire career, she had a beef with her boss. And it was so surprising and destructive of her well-being she had no idea how to handle it. Was it time to quit?