I fell down, hard. First tripped up by my own feet, I’d lost my balance. Then they saw their chance and pushed me. Slammed me into the ground. I hadn’t seen it coming. I’d mistaken their wingtips as gentlemen’s attire. I didn’t anticipate their fancy high heels would be used to grind me down. I was naive. I didn’t even realize we were fighting. I thought we were all on the same team. So naive.
It’s been years since the first time that I was KO’d in the corporate world. Knocked down and out. Yes, I got up. But I was walking wounded for months. Unsure of my footing. Uncertain of the path forward. My confidence shaken. I eventually found my way. Stood up a little taller. Stronger for the experience, but not exactly grateful. It was just too damn painful.
These days, I’m back in a battle I never asked for. I’m a generally smart guy, but when it comes to office politics I always feel like I’m playing checkers while the real game is chess. I just don’t have the knack for it. I’ve no interest in playing, but there doesn’t seem to be much choice in the matter. The only difference now is that I’m less naive – not that I can see the next moves, but I know that in the end game I’ll survive one way or another. I’m less driven by fear. It doesn’t mean it won’t be painful. It doesn’t mean it will be easy. But with God at my back, I’ll be ok. I’ll be ok.
Be well,
Monty
Monty’s Blahg 
Hard to like this post but I did anyway. I loath office politics – they can be brutal. My husband went through several periods of office upheaval/reorganizations/ reduction in force/ and being set up to fail. The good thing was that after each one he ended up at a better place with better people and better pay! Stay strong and stay calm amid the storm. It’ll be alright!! Hugs and 🙏🏻🙏🏻🤞🏻
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🙏🙏🙏
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Reminds me of the Chumba Wumba song “I get knocked down. But, I get up again. Noone”s ever gonna keep me down.”
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I had to look that up!
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