Let’s imagine a people manager at a technology company. She must, with some frequency, communicate a corporate decision that directly violates her own values.
A friend recently mentioned that he was called into his boss’s office and the conversation focused on his need to be more ‘authentic’ in the workplace. Might be a “Men are From Mars’ / Women are From Venus” type of thing since the boss was a woman, but no doubt many have struggled with the concept of authenticity.
When Mom and I left her specialist’s office about five years ago, we were both devastated to learn that she was already in the mid-stages of Alzheimer’s disease. We had all the signs we needed: she got lost driving in the only town she had ever lived, once a police officer had to bring her home when she was walking because she couldn’t determine where she was. And those were only the events that she reported to us.
- I can remember song lyrics, in fact song lyrics to an entire vinyl album (what we used to call CDs), from 1973
- That’s 41 years ago.
- I sat in French class throughout grammar and junior high school and cannot speak or write a word of French
- About the same time frame
It’s officially been two months since I voluntarily separated from my fave employer. Given that description, let me say that we had a number of family illnesses and one death, as well as a swell of family drama over the course of several months before the separation package was offered. In my heart, I knew that I had to take it, to attune my efforts and my life to those in my family and to decompress.
To those who ominously said, “OMG, what WILL you do?”
As I and a tightly bound cross-functional team worked on the intricate planning to combine our corporate intranet with our social intranet with our collaboration platform in 2014, we were faced with many questions, opportunities and objections. While not funny at the time, the humor has grown on me, so let me share one particularly poignant … and telling…story.
I’ve seen many things while managing a Fortune 500 internal community. Many things that I found amazing, interesting, and even appalling.
One day, an employee contacted me and explained that he was really offended because another employee posted content that included the word “God.” It had been included into a fairly innocuous post that included something like “God will take care of us all.”
Admittedly, I’m no expert in state or federal law. Here’s what I’ve heard: the Governor of Indiana signed a bill into law that allows shopkeepers to decide whether or not they sell their goods or services to gay people. Haven’t read the full law yet, but have some intriguing questions:
After accepting a voluntary (stress the word voluntary) separation package in order to attend to some personal business, I began to notice some strange things happening.
It was about three weeks from the announcement of my impending separation, and my leaving the building with my one box of 14 years of accumulated ‘stuff.’ Yup, one box, I travel lightly.
Here’s what happened:
I was just reading an article the other day about women abandoning the technology sector in record numbers. My own personal ‘voluntary separation,’ which I’d rather think of as a sabbatical, may or may not align to others’ reasons.
Yes, I’m tired. I’ve worked 14 years at the same great company, and have had some extraordinarily challenging roles. In each, I flourished under the self-imposed stress and produced what I’m told are awesome results.