Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Below.
I’ve been playing with heavyweights for a couple of weeks now, and getting soundly beat up. Probably by myself as much as by anyone else because I keep trying to figure out what I could have done differently. Based on what I know and what I saw and how I was trained, the answer is that perhaps I could have done something differently but given a cosmic do-over, there’s very little I would do differently without risking a worse repercussion elsewhere.
It’s almost at the culmination now, and it’s come to light that if I was wrong, then so were hundreds of others who shared my philosophy. I wasn’t the first to make the judgment call, but like the game of musical chairs when I was a kid, I got left standing. The music had been playing for a long, long time.
Now my credibility is at stake, but not just mine. The problem is, when you’re playing with heavyweights and they want something a certain way, that’s the way it usually ends up. Then the next heavyweight comes along and people scatter.
I’ve given the situation a lot of thought, if not a lot of words, and I hate those situations where a heavyweight looks at you and tells you what power you have to do things on your own, but you can only dare to do so much on your own before you’re told you’re wrong.
It made me realize something about both personal and professional relationships. When one realizes that the relationship is out of balance, it’s the one who carries all the weight who’ll insist it isn’t.