Got chewed out by my General Manager yesterday. I felt like a boy among men.
All of my adult life I’ve noticed this feeling when confronted by men in power or authority. In those situations I don’t feel like we’re two men facing off; I feel like a little boy cowering in his room while his father rages at him. I am small, afraid, and alone in the dark.
In my GM’s office I’m not a 36-year old married father of three; I’m a little boy feeling deep shame that I’ve disappointed yet another dominant male figure.