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I’m Torching this Bridge

December 30, 2009 Leave a comment Go to comments

Who said you shouldn’t burn your bridges?  I’ve been there, done that, and am not going back again. I didn’t get to this point in my life just to remain muzzled. I was silent long enough during my suppressed childhood,  shy and insecure teen years, and the years I sought approval and validation as a young adult. I’m done being the good girl. I’m over the popularity contest. I’m through wanting to be liked and avoiding confrontation.  This is the time in my life to unleash.  “Speak now or forever hold your peace” isn’t just for wedding ceremonies.  

About six months after I left my position as Marketing Communications Manager at a large Philadelphia insurance company I connected with my former boss on LinkedIn.  We caught up on family and whatnot. So I asked her to write me a recommendation on LinkedIn. She seemed more than willing.  And to prove my credibility, here is her response:

“I’d be happy to write you a recommendation. If you don’t see anything in a couple of weeks, please remind me. You know how crazy things are here. Take Care, K.”

A few weeks pass and nothing. I sent her a friendly reminder. Still nothing. WTF. You’re too busy to write a LinkedIn recommendation? We’re not talking an old-school, one-page, personally addressed letter printed on high-quality paper here. Just a simple e-endorsement.  Very few words and little formatting required.  I have written about a dozen or so of these.   Two to three paragraphs max.  And Bingo! the person who asked for the recommendation is muy grateful.

I busted my ass for this woman. I put in late nights and weekends on a regular basis. She rewarded me with promotions, higher than average raises, and sterling reviews.  But I can’t get a FuckIn LinkedIn recommendation?

This year I received a Christmas card from her.  I decided to touch base to tell her how adorable her daughter is and guess what . . . ask for that recommendation again. This time no response to my email at all.  Color me puzzled.  Did she discover some evil thing I said about her while I still worked for her? Does she have a personal policy about not giving recommendations?  Does it occur to her that she may need a favor at some point in the future and without good karma she may find herself at a loss.  I’m worried about her priorities, but make no bones about it, I’m fucking pissed.

If someone can figure this shit out, please clue me in. In the meantime, guess who was  expunged from my Christmas card list:  Mrs. Cavanaugh.

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  1. Linda
    January 1, 2010 at 12:16 am

    You know I am so with you on this former shy twin friend of mine! I used to worry so much about what people thought. Then, I met some friends who made realize, like the flipping of a switch, you don’t need to be perfect, just be true.

  2. Susan
    January 9, 2010 at 12:09 am

    She sounds like a biatch. should have lost her a while ago. gotta loose these people that don’t do what they say theyre gonna do. liars. phonies. brownnosers. every last one of them. bye bye now. foreva!!!their loss is my gain honey darlin.

    love ya

    Susan

  3. Jenny
    January 16, 2010 at 7:30 pm

    some bridges need to be torched!!! it is the only way to go on….love your blogs!

  4. jim
    January 20, 2010 at 11:00 pm

    i don’t remember a shy and insecure teen where was i ?? hahahaha…so0rry to blow up your spot…

  5. Africanlegend
    January 25, 2010 at 9:19 pm

    Yep some people will prove helpful, others will prove destructive and some people got to go. She aint that busy, she just doesn’t care to help.

    Puff daddy has a word for such behavior: “BITCHASSNESS”

    http://www.stuff-about.com

    • January 26, 2010 at 1:20 am

      i love it! bitchassness totally works.

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