Monday, April 23, 2018

My Love Affair with My iPhone




When did an iPhone become an important piece of my life? To the point that I can’t even think of living without one? For me, it began in November of 2010.

I started with an iPhone 4. I named her “Baby” because she was my first and she came with a pink case. Unfortunately, she had an untimely demise three weeks into her life. I wanted to listen to music while I was painting our half- bath. I had put her in my shirt pocket and was happily singing along when I leaned over to add more paint to the roller. Baby fell in to the one-gallon paint container! OMG! What had I done to her?

Thanks to the kindness of the AT&T store in Northampton, MA, they gave me a replacement. I ended up calling her “Baby” as well. I’ve never told anyone about what happened to my very first iPhone…until now (too embarrassed).

Then came Jeeves. He was an iPhone 5, and he came with lots of accessories. Come to think about it so did Barbie. Jeeves came with his own Bluetooth Jam Classic wireless rechargeable speaker. It looked like a small blue drum. He had a platform that he could recline on while being charged via a wall outlet. Jeeves also came with a pink stylus, my choice…not his. He would have preferred black.

Also, Jeeves had a replica of the popular Danish "Egg" chair. He enjoyed getting comfy in it when I was listening to music on the wireless speaker. That little blue drum made a great side table for him! Plus, the chair gave him a safe environment to hang out in. I misplaced him often since his case was black and blended into the background. With the bright red chair, he was hard to miss.

Jeeves’ hated the cold so on his Christmas list, he had asked for a fur liner for his Otter case. Not happenin’! His Otter case was a necessity in case of sudden impact. I dropped him often. And, let’s be realistic. Barbie may have a fur coat in her collection, but then she’s in a whole different league.

Jeeves, in his spare time, liked trolling the Internet in the middle of the night. At one point, he found the tour of Barbie’s Malibu beach house on YouTube. He started thinking of moving to a warmer climate. Plus, he kept talking about location, location, location. He certainly had been looking at too many houses on realtor.com!

I had Jeeves only a year when the iPhone 6 came out and I traded him in for the bigger screen. All his accessories went into storage. I always wondered what became of him.

Recently I did an Internet search on Jeeves. I found that he is living on a small Greek Island in a house that from the pictures (love Google Earth) looks very similar to Barbie’s Malibu beach house!

Until the next time...

Thursday, April 19, 2018

My Own #MeToo Story




This incident I’m about to share happened during 1995 to 1997 while I worked at IBM. It was so traumatic that I had erased it from my memory. At least I thought I had, until recently.

I was clearing out the basement as part of the process of selling our home. I found a stack of cards and notes that I barely looked at as I was tossing them out. One piece of paper caught my eye and I pulled it out. It was the letter I wrote to IBM Human Resources back in 1997 about the treatment I experienced from my supervisor. I read it, the despair and frustration that I had felt over 20 years ago surfaced up.

I worked as the Customer Service Supervisor for IBM’s infoMarket project from 1995 to 1997. The first year I was a consultant and then I was hired full-time in April of 1996 by Ed.

Two months earlier, I stopped Ed as he was exiting a senior staff meeting. I was concerned about some information I had on a pending release of our service that had a major bug. This would have greatly impacted my staff by producing a significant increase in the number of calls they were normally handling.

When I began relating this to Ed, he started shouting at me, saying he was “tired of my whining and complaining.” I was shocked at his behavior and asked if he wanted to talk in his office. This resulted in even more yelling, and then he just walked away. I was extremely upset and displeased because two of my staff had witnessed his behavior and c0-workers heard him as he was quite loud.

When I was interviewing in April for the full-time Customer Service Supervisor position, I brought up the incident to Ed. His reaction was that I played a much greater part in it than he had, therefore he had nothing to apologize for. I just couldn’t understand his attitude, but I didn’t pursue it because I wanted to be an IBM employee.

I attended weekly staff meetings where we reported the status of our individual groups. Often after my presentations, I would get a lot of negative feedback directed as criticism which I felt was inappropriate. Ed did not criticize any of his other staff, who were males.

In November 1996, I approached Ed and explained how I felt, hoping this would put a stop to my humiliation. To promote even further understanding, I confided to him that I had recently been placed on an anti-depressant. I also mentioned my childhood background of abuse. I brought up the February incident again and reiterated how hurtful it was. This time he was very apologetic, and at the end of our conversation he gave me a paternal type of hug.

After that discussion, I noticed some improvement in his behavior to me, especially during the staff meetings. I was no longer a target for his criticisms. However, another issue began to develop, and it became more prevalent in 1997.

Ed began telling stories of his past sexual conquests during the staff meetings. Again, I was the only female present. Whether alone or with others, it made me extremely uncomfortable. I always tried to find an excuse to leave. Once Ed mentioned to me that he and his wife were not getting along sexually and that he had cheated on her many times over the years. I wondered why he was telling me such personal details. I had always conducted myself in a professional manner with him. I never led him to believe that I was interested in him.

In July of 1997, Ed informed me that there was going to be some shifting of personnel. The Office of Registration and Billing Operations customer service would merge with my staff to consolidate the overhead expenses of running two customer service desks at the same site. He told me we would meet with “Harold” to go over the transition of the merging of his staff with mine.

About ten days later, Ed showed me a joke, it was about what people in different departments must do to advance up the corporate ladder. He called my attention to where it described the only way a customer service manager could advance was to sleep with her supervisor. I laughed and said something like, “No way, never!” I was hoping he was just joking, but even so I still felt it was inappropriate. I began to wonder what was going on.

The following week Ed made an announcement in his weekly staff meeting that the Office of Registration and Billing Operations would be getting my staff instead of the other way around. This meant that I would no longer be a supervisor.

Ed and I talked after that meeting and he suggested I find a job in Marketing or Support Services. I was upset by all of this and at the time I couldn’t understand what was happening and why I was being pushed out of Operations.

I was able to find a position in Support Services. I went by Ed’s office to say good-bye. He said that since he and I were no longer working together we could have an “LTR.” I asked what he meant, and he replied that it was a “Long Term Relationship.”

Ed then went on to explain how it would work - such as meeting up on Tuesday and Saturday afternoons. I said, “No thanks,” and I walked away. Finally, it was clear to me what his intentions were toward me. I was relieved to no longer be in Operations and working directly for him.

In mid-November there were rumors of impending lay-offs. I was informed by my manager, “Sarah,” that I was going back to Operations to be part of the Transition Team that was being formed to sell off infoMarket. I thought about this and realized that Ed would be my boss again. 

When I asked Sarah if I could simply take the severance package that was being offered to other staff members instead of being a member of the Transition Team, she said I didn’t have a choice.

On Monday, November 24th, I decided to tell Sarah and another manager “Jane”, about the ongoing situation with Ed. Both advised me to put the events in writing and contact Human Resources. The next day Ed came to my desk and he stood so close to me that I couldn’t move away from him. He said, “What are you up to?”

I wondered about the timing of his visit, just one day after I mentioned my concerns regarding him. I paged Sarah and asked if there was any chance that he might have been told of my discussions with them. She wasn’t sure and said she would get back to me.

The day after Thanksgiving, November 28th, I went to get a manicure. I was exiting the nail salon when I noticed a male walking towards me as I neared my car. He had on a baseball jacket and cap with the brim pulled down as far as it could go, so at first, I didn’t realize that it was Ed. He said something like he was homeless, and could I spare him some money or find him work. Then he changed his tone and asked me how my Thanksgiving was. I don’t remember what I said to him, but I quickly got into my car. He got into his SUV and started following me. At the intersection, I slowed down until the light turned yellow and gunned it. Ed stopped for the red light.

I drove home crying and I kept looking to see if he was following me. From home, I called Sarah and a co-worker, to tell them of the incident and how upset and frightened I was.

After that incident I was afraid to be alone during the holiday weekend. I called a friend who stayed with me until my roommate came back on Sunday.

I became more cautious after Ed’s strange behavior. He knew I stopped at Starbucks every morning. I started scanning the parking lot before getting out of my car. Also, I would wait until someone was leaving the store, so I wasn’t alone as I exited. I started to ride the freight elevator to avoid running into him. I began parking in different locations each day in the parking garage. And, I had co-workers escort me to my car at the end of the day.

In December, I went to IBM's Human Resources Department in Bethesda, Maryland and sat down with “Maureen” who was assigned to investigate my complaint. I explained in detail what was happening. I know she spoke to several people including Ed. In mid-December, I met with Maureen again. I was told that Ed had been talked to and he understood that he needed to stay at a distance or there would be repercussions.

Sometime in early January of 1998, I was given the severance package that was given to other employees who were being laid off. This is the same package I asked about in mid-November, where Sarah had said I didn’t qualify for but now I did. By accepting that package, I ended my career with IBM.

On January 12, I was pulling out of a parking space near Starbucks when I noticed that Ed was parked a few cars from mine even though there were plenty of other spaces further away. This incident was so upsetting that I have no memory on what happened next.

On January 21, I was driving near my home. I looked up and Ed was right behind me, he then changed lanes and was driving along side of my car. I slowed down but then realized I’d be stuck at the light, so I sped up and so did he. When I turned off onto my street, thankfully he didn’t follow me.

I contacted Maureen and told her what had occurred. Her comment was that Ed lived nearby and he had to use the same road as I did to get to his home. And, that he had every right to be on that road even when I was using it. I was floored by her response.

After that call, I realized that IBM had done nothing to protect me from Ed, nor would he suffer any repercussions for his behavior.

Unfortunately, because of that phone call, I felt that I was at fault for a situation that Ed had created. Because of the #MeToo movement, I now see that what I experienced was not my fault.

It was sexual harassment from a man who had the power to convince management to ignore his behavior regarding one of their female employees and to not be punished for his unscrupulous conduct.

Thanks to the #MeToo movement – the environment where men could treat women in the workplace as toys - is changing. Women now have a “voice” that is being heard by the public and management. May changes in the workplace environment for woman continue.