I have to chuckle about being back in a normal work environment. Nobody knows that in my previous life I was a shark, swimming around constantly looking for something to bite. Now I am surrounded by women — I haven’t had that in decades. Everybody is working towards the same common goals – how refreshing! I haven’t had that in years.
This is a company run by mostly men. There are some women in leadership, but it’s primarily the men who captain the ship. The women I sit among are in administrative or HR roles. My title includes the word “Manager”, and I am sitting in the C-Suite, but I have a cubicle. I’m close to the action, but not in it. That’s fine.
I met the Chief Strategy Officer on the first week. My Boss had asked me to read the strategic plan (I’m geeky enough that I love that shit and immediately did so). He strolled into her office while we were wrapping up a quick meeting. She introduced him. I complimented his strategic plan and quoted a couple of goals in it. It surprised him. My Boss was pleased that I had done my homework. I made her look good.
The COO was talking to an admin about a new company and their goals. I chimed in with some recent market information about them. I wasn’t really butting in, I promise. His eyebrows raised. In a good way. We chatted a bit more about the new company from both our perspectives.
I had coffee with my BFF over the weekend to debrief on the first week. One of my concerns is being out of touch eventually. She agreed and said I needed to make a concerted effort to stay in touch with industry news, etc. We laughed about me now being in with a normal company filled with normal people.
I am meeting normal people and having lunch with them, chatting with them. The social aspect is awesome for me. However, I smile because they haven’t had to hunt down their prey in order to survive. They show up to their job, do it, go home, repeat and then get a paycheck every two weeks. Amazing concept, but one I could get use to.
Anyway, I am sticking to my tactic of being a private person. I don’t volunteer information about myself. My humor is poking out all over the place. Friday was the last day for one of the admins, she told my GF that I was a lot of fun to be around. Excellent. My plan is working…