The Newcomer Quits

The news comes about two weeks ago.

At first, I thought it was my fault. At least, part of it. Because I was amongst the last persons who communicate with her. As always, it's about her task, doing a journalistic report. It's a scheduled one, so she should've prepared herself.

But of course, she didnt. I didn't yell at her or anything spooky. I just called her in a very flat tone, having a long conversation with a very low voice. I know that's intimidating. But be it. I have every right to do that. Not because I'm a boss or something hierarchical, but it's my job to make sure everything is on track.

When I asked about the progress, after that intimidating conversation, that newcomer texted me: I've decided to resign as soon as possible.

I was shocked. C'mon I'm just a human being who also have a heart, right. I immediately thought that this was my fault. I called her, asked her what's going on. We spoke like two aliens, for me.

Then I report this to my bosses. To one of my boss, I express my worries, whether this is my fault or not. He said, it's not. Better be more careful next time, he said.

We even held a meeting on this. My boss ask other editors to tell me what has been said amongst reporters about me. He told me that from what he heard, I was considered arrogant, acting 'too smart' and vicious. I nod. That's me.

But then the meeting concluded that I was doing everything allright. It's still on the track. I'm not over the line, yet. My other boss even said that other editors should've been more strict, just like me.

Yay!

When I talked about this to my fellow editor, she replies by saying,'I wonder what's wrong with the reporters nowadays. They are so weak!'

Yay!

That makes me believe more and more to this proverb: When the going gets tough, the tough gets going!

At this point, I'm so glad I'm that vicious.