I know I can be very stubborn and set in principles at work some times. When I got called Iron lady last autumn I decided to take it as compliment and smile. If someone thinks I’m an Iron lady that’s his or her problem, not mine.
Feathers were ruffled and are being ruffled with this new project going on at work and me being appointed Global Project Manager. That I knew going into all this, and it might have been one of the reasons why I was chosen, but being called f-ing bitch was never something I expected. It wasn’t straight to my face, but to one of the directors who had picked me. A man 10 years junior me thought I was a f-ing bitch since I three times had asked him about important information for the project. When I did not received any information I just told him that the project was not gong to be held responsible for missing out on some things – the information he had failed to give us. But I’m been busy, was his response. Since I’m doing more or less two jobs at the moment that wasn’t really a good excuse. Especially since his deadline had been postponed three times.
So he marched off and emailed the director complaining and calling me f-ing bitch. He also implied that I wasn’t competent enough and wondered how I could have been appointed since I had only been in the company for 8 months.
I know now that he has made a fool of himself (a very, very big fool), but it still bothers me how a man can act like this (Sorry all you lovely and supporting men out there. You’re my heroes!). And yes, I know some women can act this way too.
Why is it so hard sometimes to understand that a woman might be competent and knows things? Do we remind you of your mothers or is just plain jealousy? Anyhow I don’t like being called f-ing bitch, because that’s the last thing I am.
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