Had a mentoring session with Susan today. I told her how I wished I’d spoken up in the meeting the other day and can’t work out why I didn’t. I can chatter to my friends for hours with the best of them, or at least until I get a phone call from next door. I know it isn’t because I don’t have a penis, as Susan explained that to me last time.
Susan reaffirmed that I have to speak up in meetings when I have something to say, and not shirk public speaking. She said the more I do it, the easier it will get, until after not too long it will become quite natural.
She said I’m not fully contributing or doing my job (or getting noticed) if I don’t speak up, and imagine if no one spoke up. Why shouldn’t it be me?
Good point.
She said it’s nothing to do with being female, it’s to do with not speaking up if I think I have something to say.
OK, that’s what I’m doing from now on.
Ductile has slipped her collar again. She’s not getting another one.