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hiddenmuse) wrote2003-04-24 10:06 pm
hiddenmuse) wrote2003-04-24 10:06 pm
Sometimes it just feels really good...
to stand up for yourself and tell someone above you "NO". Even if you have to say it repeatedly, because they want to test your limits and see if you'll eventually bend.
Bad news for them ... apparently my spine has finally ossified and I'm willing to stand up to them and tell them to try again - but not with me. (Yes, I'm talking about work, my friends, lovelies and everyone else)
It's wierd, really, because when I moved from the front desk to my plot in the cube farm, I'd gone from being perfectly neutral to being thrust into office politics - which included the producers trying to take advantage of my still being wet behind the ears. Being a geek, I'd always considered myself to be the Switzerland of the office - perfectly neutral, no alliances or fealty to one person or department. Then, like Switzerland, which ultimately gave in, joined the United Nations and the European Union ... I moved up in the office, into an Insurance Broker's license and the Personal Lines department.
But, I digress. As I was trying to say originally, I'd gotten to where I was neutral to the point of being damn near apathetic and indifferent. I was so wrapped up in currying favor with everyone for so damned long that I'd gotten to where I was afraid of standing up to someone if/when I disagreed with them. Ah well. It took me about a year to get to where I could feel comfortable enough in my abilities and in myself to stand my ground, do my work in a way that is beneficial to my clients, and falls in line with the professional and ethical standards that my license may require.
So the producers may not like that I can't/won't/don't agree to work with them on the occasional problem child client. That I decline to do something because it would be cheating the insurance company (and the agency) in an attempt to save the client a small amount of money. Things like that.
Well, guess what. Life goes on. Your client may not be happy with either one of us for a short span of time - but they move on, finding something else to be grumpy over. You might storm off to your office and pitch a temper fit behind closed doors because you'd been defeated. Go ahead, whine at my supervisor. She's already been given a heads-up in case you decide to try and pull a fast one on her. Hell, even if I don't give her a heads-up, she's a damn smart gal, and can see past the bullshit.
So there. *pfffftttt* Don't like it? Too bad, so sad. I'll work with you, but to a limit.
Bad news for them ... apparently my spine has finally ossified and I'm willing to stand up to them and tell them to try again - but not with me. (Yes, I'm talking about work, my friends, lovelies and everyone else)
It's wierd, really, because when I moved from the front desk to my plot in the cube farm, I'd gone from being perfectly neutral to being thrust into office politics - which included the producers trying to take advantage of my still being wet behind the ears. Being a geek, I'd always considered myself to be the Switzerland of the office - perfectly neutral, no alliances or fealty to one person or department. Then, like Switzerland, which ultimately gave in, joined the United Nations and the European Union ... I moved up in the office, into an Insurance Broker's license and the Personal Lines department.
But, I digress. As I was trying to say originally, I'd gotten to where I was neutral to the point of being damn near apathetic and indifferent. I was so wrapped up in currying favor with everyone for so damned long that I'd gotten to where I was afraid of standing up to someone if/when I disagreed with them. Ah well. It took me about a year to get to where I could feel comfortable enough in my abilities and in myself to stand my ground, do my work in a way that is beneficial to my clients, and falls in line with the professional and ethical standards that my license may require.
So the producers may not like that I can't/won't/don't agree to work with them on the occasional problem child client. That I decline to do something because it would be cheating the insurance company (and the agency) in an attempt to save the client a small amount of money. Things like that.
Well, guess what. Life goes on. Your client may not be happy with either one of us for a short span of time - but they move on, finding something else to be grumpy over. You might storm off to your office and pitch a temper fit behind closed doors because you'd been defeated. Go ahead, whine at my supervisor. She's already been given a heads-up in case you decide to try and pull a fast one on her. Hell, even if I don't give her a heads-up, she's a damn smart gal, and can see past the bullshit.
So there. *pfffftttt* Don't like it? Too bad, so sad. I'll work with you, but to a limit.