I got
promoted today to the job I have been trying to get for the past five years…to
the job I have been passed over for six times.
When my friend heard about it, she was immediately concerned about who she
would report to and how it would affect her ability to progress in the company. This is because the person’s place I was
taking (her current manager) was moving on from the company. She wasn’t happy for me. She didn’t tell me congratulations. She actually cried, because she didn’t want a
new manager. In addition, instead of
recognizing how hard this might be for me to suddenly be over people that I had
called my friends, people that I had shared meals with, she was focused on
herself. She didn’t help make the
transition easier. She instead made it
more awkward.
She
started to talk about how I couldn’t eat lunch with the group anymore, because
it would make people feel uncomfortable.
She talked about how everyone, including herself, would now have to
censor their speech and watch what they said around me. She even said that she was going to miss
talking to me! Years we have spent
developing a friendship, and just like that she was throwing it away.
I
couldn’t even be happy and celebrate for one moment, before this stuff
started. So, instead of sitting here
tonight, enjoying what should be a monumental achievement in my long, hard
career; I am upset and depressed, eating a carrot…alone.
