So, for some reason, I have a burning desire to tell a story. One of which will not contain names because I do not wish to end up in a law suit... But non-the-less, I still want to tell it... So here it goes... So I was working at a company we will call company A... I had worked there for several years, had gone through quite a bit running the thing with my friend Brandon, I mean doing everything... The guys who were in charge spent most of their time with the sister company and so Brandon and I had a lot to do. I worked anywhere from 50-60 hours a week easy and really was able to make a difference... Things changed and in a 6 month period I went from being very important to being shoved in a cubicle in the back corner of the brand new office that I had put so much time into... Well, I started out in an office, went to Europe and came back to all my stuff being moved out into a cubicle... anyway, so on top of that I was moved into a position that really didn't have anything to do. So I sat there, all day, playing on the computer. Some would say sweet! But I hated that. I would go and ask for things to do, and they would tell me to be patient...
So I made it known that I was unhappy with my current work position(with other people of course, not my current company)... It didn't take long and I was recruited by one of my favorite people to this amazing job! WOW! They were starting me 20k more than what I was making, with a new car, and I would be working with the Owner... Who was young, liked my ideas, and didn't treat me like a piece of furniture... Sweet! So I interviewed, was offered a chance to try out the company to see if I liked it. I loved it! It was run by young people (no offense to the company A and"the guys club") who wanted to hear what others had to say. I came in as the office manager, to oversee the staff and make sure that they did their jobs, were productive, efficient, etc.
When I gave company A my two weeks, they made me feel so bad. Told me that I would be back. Why were they fighting so hard to keep me if they didn't have anything for me to do? Why should I waste their money when I wanted to be productive? So I declined, we parted peacefully, I took a long weekend and then started with the new company. It is always hard to come into a company as the boss. Well, not even "the Boss" but as an authoritative figure. Myself, along with a few other people, were brought in to "clean up". Was there any question that for some people it would be a pissing match? So I was the mean one with a box of tissues in my office for all the people I had to bring in and have a talk with. But we worked together, a lot, and got everything organized and starting to run okay. I worked pretty much with the owner, and a couple others, almost all day every day. Again, was asked what I thought and wasn't ignored when I offered my thoughts. I heard the guys back at Company A saying things, like that I wouldn't last, that I couldn't handle it. wow! what faith they had in me...
Sad thing was, that after working at this new company for only two months, and getting it organized... We revealed that it was a ponzie... I had a very trusted accountant come in to give us an opinion on whether or not the books could legally be cleaned up. This person left without a word, and came to me the next morning, almost in tears, pleading with me not to go back. (i was pregnant at the time) Begging me to not have my baby in prison! My Gosh! I knew things weren't right, but I had hope that they could be fixed... I didn't realize they were that bad! So I quit that day. I ended my contract. Not from anything that I said, because I didn't tell anyone except for the owner at the end of the day, but I heard that several other employees left that day as well. I had a baby on the way, a new house with a mortgage 3x what we were used to paying, and no plan. But I had faith that doing the right thing, getting out of the scheme, would obviously be the best choice.
That company still owes me for April of 2007.. the whole month... I know that I will NEVER see that money. But all in all I am grateful for the experience. I am glad that I was able to go out, and be treated as someone with intelegence and ideas that are worth listening to. Sure, old guys know a lot about business, but sometimes it takes a fresh perspective, young and innovative suggestions to help grow.
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