Saturday, March 9, 2013

Pretty Much

Madeleine Albright famously said, “There’s a special place in hell for women who do not help other women."

Over the past two months, by a younger woman with so much talent and equally classless, clueless, arrogant, egomaniacal behavior, I've been told:

1. My Big 4 public accounting background is worth bat guano, or even less than that because she worked for a "public" accounting firm (I use the "" because public does not equal Big 4; never has, never will, especially when that "public" accounting firm simply means CPAs are doing tax work for a corporation)

2. My background and career as: Director - Big 4, Vice President - $2B public company (you know, the ones you buy stock in either through a brokerage house or online - like ETrade, Scott, Ameritrade, etc) is worthless experience (yes, those words)

3. She knows. It. All. From dog pedigrees, to different types of organic molecules, to car engines, to roof top ornamental designs, to Big Mac v. double cheeseburger calories, to candy ingredients, and IUPAC naming (of course, she's wrong 99% of the time, but I digress)

4. She butts into conversations that have nothing to do with her, or the work, or the business, and are outside her privy of information (you know, like two people who are conversing say about internal audit, of which she again claims to know. it. all)

And top it off, she lies. A lot. About everything. And she manages a team of 6, all but one of whom, can't stand her but are hog tied to do anything about it.

Last week, she lied again. To make it worse, she threw me under the bus (again; and I defended myself, again).

And last night, this is the conversation that I heard her loudly talking on the phone:

Ego M: "So, why are you still at work?

Ego M: "Ah, you've got dick on the brain. Perhaps, it'd be better in your mouth or other areas" /snicker, "than on your brain. There's no pleasure there."

Ego M: "At the firm I used to work for, that public accounting firm? There was a man with a last name of Dic. He had a daughter who got license plates with 'LIL DIC' on them. Her boyfriend would drive the car only to be asked often if he indeed had a little dick, but they would laugh it off and say that is was, actually, rather huge." snicker snicker

Really?

In 2013 this kind of behavior is tolerated at one of the largest companies in the world?  Let alone anywhere? 

There IS a fine line between funny and classless and inappropriate. At work, this was definitely that latter two. Sadly, because this young woman is smart but insecure, narcissistic, she will never know what it feels like to do the right thing, and will never know what it means to live up to the quote by Madeline Albright. 

When will med school get here? Seriously, I know people like that are everywhere but I like to think in smaller doses in an industry where those kinds of conversations will happen in private, behind closed doors, where, it might have been funny... or not.

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