Mar 15, 2011 14:15
So bright and early yesterday morning I dressed in my best puffa jacket and jeans and took a wander over to the finance office to try and find what was going on with my pay.
My mom also agreed to come along, and for good reason which I'll explain further down.
Entering the finance office I gleefully rang the reception bell and explained my case to them concerning them dropping me to half-pay and why that wouldn't be a good idea for anyone involved. Then they saw my mom behind me.
My mom used to work in fiance for 21 years. Needless to say she knew her way around a data room and a financial hub. In addition she was also the PA to one of the financial bosses so she knew more than most when it came to the office gossip and the office grapevine and when certain information had to be kept off both frequencies.
"Are you related?" the lady said behind the desk.
My mom nodded.
And as a result the lady who had previously told me I would need a letter/email from my manager confirming my status in work seemed to forget she'd uttered those words and popped back to her computer to rectify the problem and (hopefully) pay me my full 100% amount come payday.
After we left the office we mused over the possible alternatives.
She couldn't press home the ruling that I obtain managerial confirmation lest she inadvertently call my conduct (and therefore my mother's) into question right there in front of her and in front of several colleagues who have known my mom for the best part of 2 decades.
"Are you saying my daughter's lying?"
So instead it was fixed as soon as.
What compounded the fact was I wrote a very terse email to the head of finance on Friday and as she received it Monday morning she walks in and hands the same lady a piece of paper telling her "Fix this as soon as please". Now, I didn't see the paper but it wouldn't surprise me if that was the details of my case and the situation of my pay and the head of finance was understandably stunned that the person who just emailed her was standing in her waiting room and the person's mother knew everyone around her.
The moral of the story is twofold.
One. Have an edge in everything you do, albeit a trial, conflict or even a simple first date. And that edge can be simple as information, experience or the sun to your back in a gunfight.
Two. Who you know will ALWAYS be more beneficial than what you know. Network, make contacts. people who support you, people who have influence and you will find yourself protected against those who are against you. I'm not saying don't fight your own battles, but if there's ever a battle to be fought it makes sense to call in all the support you can.
As I found out yesterday.
dealing with fools,
accomplishments,
standing tall,
friends