Sometimes, you can't help but be disappointed by the things that "don't" happen in your life. This was the case last year when I lost out on a promotion to two co-workers who lacked my experience and my hard fought education.
With that in mind, I didn't want to let the door to the promotion hit me in the ass twice. So, I redirected my efforts, strengthened my focus and took it upon myself to take over numerous tasks that others not only didn't want to do; but refused to do. I gave up weekends even without being asked.
For the last couple of months I have been kicking butt and I knew it. My immediate supervisors started taking notice and each day brought a little more acknowledgment of the work that I was doing. As someone who has always believed in hard work, I looked forward to the rewards that would come from my efforts.
So yesterday, the head of my department asked if he could speak to me for a moment in the conference room. I thought, "wow, he's finally going to congratulate me for the work I've been doing." I was wrong. He wanted to tell me that I'm a little too social lately.
Good work be damned; women in the workplace are still supposed to be seen and not heard.
