Ciw Case Study: Letters to Chamieka
Hi Chamieka, I would love some support and guidance from you and your followers. I work for a large payroll processing firm. I’ve been a data analyst for 8 years. I love my job, and I’ve been promoted twice since I started. When I started, I became very close to a Black woman on my team. I guess I should mention that I’m white, although I’m not really sure if that matters here or not. We hit it off immediately. We ate lunch together, helped each other with projects, gossiped about work together, and stayed close outside of work too. She came to my wedding, and I even took off work for a week after she had her first child since she didn’t have any help from her child’s father. I’ve really shown up for her over the years, and she’s been my friend and confidant for a long time. Several months ago, a position opened up in our department as the person who was in it for years was retiring. Our department manager sent out the job announcement and told us we should all apply. Before I could even tell my friend that I planned to apply for it, she told me that she planned to apply for it. So I kept it to myself. I applied for the job too, privately. I figured I’d tell her if it went anywhere. Long story short, we were both called in for an interview, and it would have been a substantial pay increase. I honestly thought she would get it. She’s a great, innovative employee with a wall full of credentials and awards, and I’ve learned a lot from her over the years. She tends to keep a low profile, comes in, does her job, and goes home. There’s nothing wrong with that, but she’s never really been involved beyond work- she’s never come to a Christmas party or a happy hour after work in the 8 years we’ve worked together. I I am more social and have a really great relationship with the hiring managers, both in and out of work. So I kind of knew I might have a slight advantage in that way, just because I’m friendly and outgoing, and she’s more reserved. The day of the interview, we both came in more dressed up than usual. I finally did tell her that I’m interviewing for the position too and that she didn’t give me a chance to tell her. I could tell she felt betrayed or disappointed- I’m not sure.