And I'll help tie up all of the asshole shitty men and find an island in the ocean to dump them on/under/whatever.
I went to one of the top business schools in the country because a) I wanted an education and b) I got in. Everyone in my class worked for some big impressive company and seemed to have money. Our first year we had to work in a group, and the group was assigned for the entire year. Well, turns out my group was a bunch of 3 asshole frat boys and one go-along guy, and then there was me...the weirdo who commuted super far for school and who worked in the arts, instead of in bio-tech/engineering/pharma like everyone else. Talk about imposter syndrome. I definitely had it. My brain was on fire from everything I was learning, and I got really good at strategy and marketing, but I had been made to feel, and allowed myself to continue to feel, so inferior to my group and my class, that it was a huge struggle for me.
Fuck that. Never again. I'm good, and I know it. But I'm also a good person so I'm humble and cooperative.
This is such great advice. I've had it come at me in a couple ways. I've had bosses that never would say anything good for fear that I would gain enough confidence to ask for a raise or seek a different job. I also had praise that undermined the value of my experience. I remember one boss who loved to take tours by my team of content developers and say, "This is where the magic happens," and I would tell him after (often) that he needs to stop using that phrase if for no other reason than people don't value magic or talent. They think that comes with the body they hired. But people will pay for experienced, knowledgeable craftspeople, which we were.
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I will be there with my Valyrian steel sword ready to go to battle with you! Such a fucking delight reading this each week. Thank you for doing you!
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Dear God, yes. All of this, yes.
And I'll help tie up all of the asshole shitty men and find an island in the ocean to dump them on/under/whatever.
I went to one of the top business schools in the country because a) I wanted an education and b) I got in. Everyone in my class worked for some big impressive company and seemed to have money. Our first year we had to work in a group, and the group was assigned for the entire year. Well, turns out my group was a bunch of 3 asshole frat boys and one go-along guy, and then there was me...the weirdo who commuted super far for school and who worked in the arts, instead of in bio-tech/engineering/pharma like everyone else. Talk about imposter syndrome. I definitely had it. My brain was on fire from everything I was learning, and I got really good at strategy and marketing, but I had been made to feel, and allowed myself to continue to feel, so inferior to my group and my class, that it was a huge struggle for me.
Fuck that. Never again. I'm good, and I know it. But I'm also a good person so I'm humble and cooperative.
This is such great advice. I've had it come at me in a couple ways. I've had bosses that never would say anything good for fear that I would gain enough confidence to ask for a raise or seek a different job. I also had praise that undermined the value of my experience. I remember one boss who loved to take tours by my team of content developers and say, "This is where the magic happens," and I would tell him after (often) that he needs to stop using that phrase if for no other reason than people don't value magic or talent. They think that comes with the body they hired. But people will pay for experienced, knowledgeable craftspeople, which we were.
I understood (and loved) every fucking word of this. Yet, personal circumstances, I still feel like I’m mentally swimming through mud.