What a week this has been! Tuesday was one of the worst days of my year so far.
On Tuesday afternoon at work, my manager came round and spoke to myself and several of my co-workers who have had their promotions held up by the recent re-structure. He told us that the head of the department would meet with us individually later that afternoon. I was feeling optimistic that this time the result would be positive, as I couldn’t think of any other reason why he would want to speak to each of us individually.
So I carried on doing my work, when at about 4pm I was called into the room with my manager and the head of the department. The latter started off by saying that he hadn’t managed to get unanimous agreement from the senior leadership for my promotion – one person had vetoed it! He couldn’t say who it was, but I think I have a pretty good idea.
I felt sad, but I assumed that everybody else would be told the same thing. So I went back to my desk and carried on with my work. Then when my co-worker came out of the room I said, “Was it bad news for you too?”. He looked surprised and replied, “No, was it for you?”. It turned out that I was the only one to have had their promotion rejected. The 2 people who did get their promotions were already at the level above me, and they were being moved to the next level above that. I was feeling really shocked and upset, so this co-worker and I went to an empty meeting room to discuss what had happened. He suggested that I book a meeting with my manager the following day to talk in detail about my situation.
At home that evening, I was in tears for much of the time. Negative thoughts were running wild through my mind. I thought that perhaps it is because I am not a “popular” person and I keep my head down and get on with my work, so the person who vetoed it doesn’t know me. In our company, the senior leadership don’t have much contact with the “frontline” staff. I felt annoyed that someone who hardly knows me could put a stop to my progress, and I was angry because it felt like I had been the victim of a popularity contest. I felt as if all my technical ability and my achievements over the last 12 months counted for nothing. Mum and Terry were also angry (not with me but with the company). I spent the rest of the evening playing trivia games on IRC to try and keep my mind off what had happened, until it was time for bed.
The following morning (Wednesday), I felt sick and queasy about what had happened, and I didn’t really feel like going in that day. But I knew I had to try and get this resolved. So I booked an hour-long meeting with my manager, and we talked in-depth about the reasons why this had happened, the implications of it and where I go from here. It turned out that it was nothing personal against me, and that the reason why my promotion had been rejected and not the others is because I am at a lower level than the others, and that there is currently a review going on across the department. The person who vetoed my promotion didn’t think it was a good idea to promote me whilst the review is going on. My manager and the head of department are both strongly on my side, and they had tried to convince the person to agree to my promotion, but it didn’t work – they would not be swayed.
I told my manager that I am still looking forward to starting the IT testing on Monday (see my last entry for more about this), but that I am concerned because even though I didn’t get my promotion, I would be doing the same job as everyone else who is at a higher level than me. So I asked if I could be put onto “secondment” terms and conditions – this means that at the end of the 3-month IT testing project I would be paid an allowance to compensate for the fact that I am doing a higher level job. My manager was very supportive about this idea, and he contacted the head of our department and of the department I will be moving into, and he seems to have won agreement from both sides, although it is still yet to be confirmed.
Whatever the outcome will be, I am pleased that I was brave enough to stand up for myself. I have never been a particularly assertive person – I take after my Mum in this respect!
I am very grateful for the support of my co-workers as I went through this difficult week, particularly the colleague who encouraged me to book a meeting with my manager, and who brought in cookies and donuts to lift everyone’s mood on Wednesday. The girl who sits next to me was also very supportive, and we ate dinner together at lunchtime. Both these co-workers were shocked and angry about what had happened to me. I thought about their support, gazed outside my window to see the winter sun, and I looked at all the tinsel and decorations above the desks, and I realised that even though dreadful things can happen, there is always plenty of hope.
I am thankful for the people who posted supportive comments on my last entry – I haven’t had that many comments for a long time. And I’m also grateful to my sister Suzanne who, upon hearing the bad news, brought round a packet of Toffypops biscuits to cheer me up. I hadn’t had any of those for about 10 years (they’re pretty rare in shops these days), so it brought back good memories.
If any good comes out of this bad time, it will be that it has brought me and my co-workers closer together, and that I have learnt to be more assertive. It seems that people here, including managers, admire those who stand up for themselves when necessary.
So tomorrow morning I will begin my brand new project at work, and it will feel like a fresh start and a new challenge!