{"id":53570,"date":"2024-02-09T09:11:13","date_gmt":"2024-02-09T15:11:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/idtryittwice.com\/?page_id=53570"},"modified":"2025-01-22T07:29:19","modified_gmt":"2025-01-22T13:29:19","slug":"managerial-reorganization","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/idtryittwice.com\/index.php\/managerial-reorganization\/","title":{"rendered":"Managerial Reorganization"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>I have hired a hundred employees over the past decade. In need of an office manager, I had interviewed six people for the position. The seventh was Jasmin, an African American woman who had excellent references and an impressive resume. The interview went well. Jasmin had solid answers for all the interview questions. After consulting my business partner, we made her an offer before she left the building, and she accepted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Jasmin\u2019s first workday was on a Monday, two weeks after her interview. When she arrived for her first day of work, my executive administrative assistant, Jan, showed Jasmin her office and walked her through her responsibilities. Busy with entertaining clients, I did not meet with Jasmin on her first day of work. I scheduled a meeting with her at nine on Tuesday, her second day of work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The next morning, Jan informed me on the intercom that my appointment had arrived., then showed her into my office. Jasmin was dressed professionally in a black jacket and skirt and a white button-down shirt. One of the reasons she was selected to be the office manager was her assertiveness. She seemed to control the room during her interview. \u201cGood morning, Jasmin. I apologize for not being available to welcome you to the office when you started yesterday.\u201d With a somewhat stern look, her reply took me aback, \u201cGood morning, Mr. Stanton. Your secretary explained to me yesterday that your schedule was full yesterday. May I ask you to address me as Ms. Jackson?\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Wanting an explanation, \u201cI can do that, Ms. Jackson, but may I ask why?\u201d Ms. Jackson explained that if she was going to command the respect of the office staff, it was important that she not become too familiar.\u201d Following up, \u201cDoes that apply to your boss as well, Ms. Jackson.\u201d Her face tensed, \u201cI demand respect from everyone, Mr. Stanton, especially from you.\u201d My response was uncharacteristically aggressive, \u201cThat attitude seems a bit uptight, Ms. Jackson.\u201d Even before the word finished leaving my lips, I regretted my rudeness, especially at this juncture when I should be building rapport with my new employee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ms. Jackson\u2019s response was predictable, and very angry, \u201cYou have insulted me Mr. Stanton. I demand an apology.\u201d I tried to walk back what and said, \u201cI apology, Ms. Jackson. I did not intend to disrespect you.\u201d She continued to push back, \u201cBut, you did insult me, Mr. Stanton, and your words are an insufficient apology.\u201d I smiled at her, more out of nervousness than because I found anything humorous, and she took this as a further insult, \u201cDo you find this situation funny, Mr. Stanton?\u201d The meeting was getting out of control.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Until now, I was sitting behind my desk and Ms. Jackson was standing in the middle of my office. I hadn\u2019t even stood to greet her when my secretary had brought her into my office for the meeting. Regretting that faux pas as well, I stood up from me seat and asked, \u201cClearly, we are getting off on the wrong foot. How can I make it up to you?\u201d Correcting me, she said \u201cMs. Jackson.\u201d Not realizing at first what she trying to tell me, I finally realized she was referring to protocol, so I said, \u201cYes, of course, Ms. Jackson.\u201d I repeated myself, \u201cHow can I make it up to you, Ms. Jackson?\u201d Her nonverbal response was curious as she simply pointed to a spot on the floor in front of her. At first, I thought perhaps I had dropped something and leaned over my desk to look at the floor. Finally, I realized she wanted me to come out from behind my desk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Complying with Ms. Jackson, I stepped out from behind my desk and stood at the spot on the floor she was still pointing at. I felt a bit silly, as I was being treated like a pet. This was the first time we had stood together, and only now I realized she was taller than me, at least in heals. Perhaps that was the point she was trying to make. Feeling a bit intimidated, I asked a third time, \u201cI would like to make up to you my boorish behavior, Ms. Jackson. How can I do that?\u201d Her response didn\u2019t afford much clarity regarding what she really wanted, \u201cYou can show me respect, Mr. Stanton.\u201d I was blunt, \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d I had forgotten to address her correctly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Her language and tone became more ascendant, \u201cYou can apologize by submitting to my superiority.\u201d I was thinking to myself that she was pretty cheeky speaking to her boss like that, but I went with her lead, \u201cHow can I do that, Ms. Jackson?\u201d Then she went full on dominatrix, \u201cYou can worship me, Mr. Stanton.\u201d Not having learned my lesson, I started to laugh. My lack of respect triggered anger from Ms. Jackson.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"390\" height=\"209\" src=\"http:\/\/idtryittwice.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/bdsmlr-10568066-ZRVeEVLocU-1.gif\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-56100\" srcset=\"https:\/\/idtryittwice.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/bdsmlr-10568066-ZRVeEVLocU-1.gif 390w, https:\/\/idtryittwice.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/bdsmlr-10568066-ZRVeEVLocU-1-300x161.gif 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 390px) 100vw, 390px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>What had been a verbal conversation up to now suddenly became physical. Ms. Jackson reached under skirt, pulled a pair of black panties to her ankles, lifted the front of her skirt, put her other hand on the top of my head pushing me to my knees, and then put the hand behind my head while pushing my face into her vagina. \u201cApologize now, Mr. Stanton.\u201d In a state of shock, I mumbled, \u201cI sincerely apologize for my disrespectful actions, Ms. Jackson.\u201d When I finished my full-throated apology, she pulled up her panties and looking down at me said, \u201cI accept your apology. I have work to do now, Mr. Stanton.\u201d She turned, opened the door, and walked away, leaving the door open for my secretary to see me on my knees.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have hired a hundred employees over the past decade. In need of an office manager, I had interviewed six people for the position. 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