A matter of some delicacy
Here’s one thing I’ve learned about life: winning is awesome, losing is awful.
It’s a truth that persists in business, academics, and pretty much anything at all, but especially in areas that require a lot of hard work and effort. So I think all of us understand when people gripe about losing.
It’s also a truth that winners don’t always win fairly. Sometimes it’s because the guys on the field will do whatever it takes to make the grade. In the workplace, for instance, a secretary might engage in inappropriate acts with her boss in order to rise in the ranks. It happens, and it’s not for us to judge.
But it also happens that the guys on the floor—those folks sweating it out, doing the work, taking the beatings—are beyond question. They’re just out there doing what they have to do the best they can. If they reached their goal, as far as they know, they were justly rewarded. Milking that boss-secretary image (and I apologize to any feminists reading this; it’s just an image, and I’ve been watching a lot of Mad Men), it’s equally plausible that it’s the boss who’s after something from the unknowing secretary. Maybe she’s just typing away, doing her job, and the next thing she knows she’s been raised up to Head of Accounts, or whatever.
She may deserve it.
Or she may not.
Regardless, is it right for her coworkers to hate her if she had no idea the promotion was going to happen? What if she did put in the effort, was not up to par in the eyes of her colleagues, and got the promotion anyway? Should she be held accountable? Should she refuse the prize? Is it her fault?
And I suppose at the end of the day, the question is: what would we do in her place?
I wonder.
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