Because he seems a decent person
too. He is Northern (a plus, generally speaking); he is obviously "quite
bright" (his description of me), and he is barely six weeks into a
complicated and onerous job. If I met him at a friend's house, I think I would
instinctively like him. He is earthy and blunt, and occasionally moderately
funny.
However, I haven't met him at a
friend's house. He is the person who has taken over the helm of a ship which
for some time has been veering alarmingly off course, and heading for the
rocks. He has already told me he isn't going to do anything about my particular
concern, and as a result I've lost faith in him rather significantly since the
start of the week. So I must curb my wavering spirit; the one which urges me to
soften, be receptive to his friendly overtures, and then recklessly start
chatting to him about how we are both feeling.
Hmm. I am starting to realise
that Real Woman can sabotage the Stepford strategy in two ways - by being too
aggressive, but also by being too NICE.
Stand firm, Employees of Stepford!
Stand firm!!
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