Beyond Bad Bosses:
Just over a year ago, I had some serious woman reproductive and life threatening issues. I thought, for sure, that I’d be on FMLA as I’d have to go for some treatments etc. So, I tell my boss that I have this concern and, before I know it, I’m breaking down in front of him. Crying my eyes out. I’m not sure what my survival rates were and I’m only 30 years old and they’re telling me that I may not be able to have kids. Ever. At the end of my breakdown, he says to me, “I’ll keep this secret between just us.’ I remember thinking, at the time, that he should’ve said something like ‘between you and me’. But he didn’t say that. Instead, he said, ‘between us’. On Monday, when I come in to work, Sara Beth asks me how my ovaries are doing. Skott, a Scandinavian or Norwegian guy or something like that, from purchasing that has never talked to me ever, swings by and gives me a card wishing me a speedy recovery and that he hopes that, one day, I can ‘bear a child’. I was like W—-T—–F! I ran into my boss’s office and asked him about this and he told me that he thought my team should know to provide me mental support as I go ‘on this journey’. I slammed the door and walked out. So much for HIPPA or privacy or whatever they call it. How about just being a human being and allowing an employee to vent? My boss, Kenny, got fired 3 months ago. And get this…..I found out last weekend that I’m pregnant.