I re-read the email for the fifth time. Again my heart sank, no matter how many times I read it, no matter how I tried to make it sound better than it was, the truth was I didn’t get picked for the management position. Instead, Jennifer Hacobstein got the job, I was supposed to be her second, which was a massive jump for me in the company, but I wanted the management position.
Jennifer was old school. She was going to go in there like she had done many times over her career and do the same thing over again. I replied to the email the kindest way that I could, but I made sure to voice my opinion. I re-read it to make sure my point had come across clear but not ungrateful or jealous. I would do the best job that I could under Jennifer, but I would voice my opinion when asked.
There was a knock on my door, and I knew it was either Lauren or Samantha. Tiffany had not been included in the email.
“Open the door,” Samantha said as I sighed and walked to the door to let her in.