Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anecdote: this was back in 1994 at my first job.
My manager assembled about 10 of us in the conference room, then stood up on the table in front of us and showed us all his articles of clothing (not underwear of course) and explained to us why his clothing choices were superior to ours.
He then went around the room while still standing on the table and pointed at us all in turn while explaining exactly why we were all poorly dressed.
I got off pretty easily with the only critique being an unstarched shirt. But one guy...he got mocked for wearing "what looks like a thrift store suit". And, "Where did you get that tie? From a street vendor selling souvenirs and hot dogs outside the air and space museum?"
He then jumped off the table and yelled at us to go back to work.
Now THAT was humiliating.
That dude was a D bag and I wouldn't have been humiliated at all. I'd have laughed at him.
I was 22 and intervewing for my first job out of college. Lanham ,MD. Copy Editing. The guy doing the interview was maybe 4 tears older than me and proceeded to ask me what my GPA (at VT) was. I said 'I think I finished with a 3.6'
He says, with a straight face ". Ha. You told me you could handle any challenge we throw at you but you couldn't even get a 40!? What is your problem?"
This was an entry level position in a strip mall magazine publisher that went belly up 25 years ago. Pay was $23,500.
I just looked at him, laughed, and said "Well, buddy, some of us were drinking beers and f**king girls too."
Then I got up and walked out.
Every few years it kills me I can't remember his name. I now own a landscaping company that does 6/7 million a year.
Anonymous wrote:Anecdote: this was back in 1994 at my first job.
My manager assembled about 10 of us in the conference room, then stood up on the table in front of us and showed us all his articles of clothing (not underwear of course) and explained to us why his clothing choices were superior to ours.
He then went around the room while still standing on the table and pointed at us all in turn while explaining exactly why we were all poorly dressed.
I got off pretty easily with the only critique being an unstarched shirt. But one guy...he got mocked for wearing "what looks like a thrift store suit". And, "Where did you get that tie? From a street vendor selling souvenirs and hot dogs outside the air and space museum?"
He then jumped off the table and yelled at us to go back to work.
Now THAT was humiliating.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:No op, but I understand workplace humiliation. In my case I m pretty senior and 2 most ago on a rapid upward trajectory. Some things happened (internal politics), and now I'm sidelined with dead end work. It's ego, but it's hard
I remind myself I have a paycheck and just keep looking.
op - do you have this thing too where you constantly think 'oh it must be me' and then you try extra really hard for a while and salvage your inspiration to 'do better' and then things happen where you realize that nothing you do will change anything (or nothing you as a human have the capability to do will change anything) and then it's even so much more discouraging all over again and then repeat
Anonymous wrote:Are you wearing a costume and waving down cars? What’s so humiliating about it?
Anonymous wrote:I had the same thing. I’ve been sick to my stomach over it for over a year. I really wanted to leave with an F you sort of job, but I’ve taken a move that js lateral at best because I can’t take it anymore. I went from being the favorite to the pariah, and nothing changed in the work I do. I’m hoping to spend some time licking my wounds and figuring out what next. I need my confidence back. And I’m sorry you are going through this also, OP
Anonymous wrote:I had the same thing. I’ve been sick to my stomach over it for over a year. I really wanted to leave with an F you sort of job, but I’ve taken a move that js lateral at best because I can’t take it anymore. I went from being the favorite to the pariah, and nothing changed in the work I do. I’m hoping to spend some time licking my wounds and figuring out what next. I need my confidence back. And I’m sorry you are going through this also, OP
Anonymous wrote:I was not allowed to attend meetings for my entire section because my boss decided it wasn't important for me to know. I told her it made the team not see me as a part of them, and I was alone on an island when the very work SHE judged me on, was dependent on them completing action items I gave them. She still refused.
I asked what I had to do to move up in my company after I'd gotten a degree and my attorney said she'd get back to me. I had four years experience .For three months I kept trying to follow up with her and she refused, but hired someone with zero experience and then told me there was nowhere for me to go. So I quit.