Between yesterday’s meeting, and a few other things, I’m not my best. I write this, acknowledging that I am emotionally compromised.
It felt like we couldn’t get a win.
One thing after another: another thing that’s not working at PD – that’s wrong, incorrect, bad.
We moved from topic to topic, leaving the previous ones unresolved.
It felt like a bitch fest more than a productive meeting of happy, grateful, optimistic people. I don’t believe any solutions were offered, while at the same time evidence of the contrary negative points was dismissed as flukes or unattainable to replicate.
Nuance was thrown out the window.
For example, ___ has a history of dramatizing and catastrophising, yet this was attributed to culture. While ____ has come a long way, she is still developing as a mature professional. Yet, her stressing over $1K was somehow attributed to PD. When _[XT member]_ shared how often we encourage creatives to take risks at the cost of profitability, it wasn’t acknowledged. The decision to empower ____ and ____, based on previous stellar performance, was somehow tainted by “the assignment was coming from the CEO”. In many cases, giving too much autonomy seemed like a problem, yet in previous meetings, micromanaging was the major problem.
Sharing my journey of overcoming bias about ______ and making a great hire was challenged, insinuating that I wouldn’t have entertained the candidate without existing relationships. When Lan and Trevor provided evidence of the contrary – hiring of _____ – it was dismissed, not acknowledged.
The two statements, “_____ was a perfect for PD,” and “We failed ____”, were bombshells.
How was he perfect, when he admitted that he didn’t feel like he fit in? If he had been perfect, he would still be with us.
And how did we fail him? We treated him with kindness and included him in conversations, events, and social gatherings.
The general energy of the room felt like a witch-hunt, accusatory, and generally negative in energy.
Suffice to say, I came out of the meeting deflated, confused, and with an odd sense of loss. Nothing was resolved. Only complaints were filed.
UPDATE: Matured Clarity
NOTE: With all my posts, they are originally written as emails to myself. Only after many, many months later do I post them live. This was an email sent to myself on Jan 23, 2026, 9:05 AM. It was posted on Sat, Oct 31, 2026, 11:50 am, linking out to an update.
