So, I have this "important" job in the vanilla world. (I put "important" in quotes because the only important jobs are the ones that save lives or teach special ed kids, jobs like that. All I do is trade in Widgets. ) My job, though, allows me to touch hundreds of people who either work for me or work for companies I award business to....and I take that responsibility seriously.
Now, I've got a bit of a reputation in my industry, and it's not for being a pushover. (What, you were expecting something less from moi? :) ) I once got an accidental forward of an email where a vendor was giving somebody else heads up on how to deal with me -- I was insanely flattered to read words like "she's tough but fair, make sure you are prepared, you don't want to see her when she's not happy, do your job and everything will be fine, but don't screw up." I teased the poor guy who wrote the original text and he showed up with flowers the next day, thinking I was truly pissed. Heavens, if I didn't have a sense of humour about myself, I wouldn't get through half a day.
All right, let's allow that, my reputation having proceeded me, folks might be a little bit nervous when they have a meeting scheduled.
There are all kinds of power tricks that you can pull to assert your authority over somebody.
* The first is, by all means, keep them waiting -- after you have cancelled and rescheduled on them multiple times, last minute.
* Have the lowest ranking person in your organization finally escort them to an empty room, where they can wait awhile longer. (Hey! That sounds like doctor's appointments I've had!)
* When you finally deign to drop in, be hurried and flustered (in a very Important Air kind of way) and tell them you only have 10 minutes for a meeting they travelled across the country for.
* Make no personal connections - treat the meet-ee like so much cattle, be all about what can you do for me and have no consideration for their needs.
I could go on, you get the idea.
Now, here's what I do, Fearsome Bitch Queen of Widgetland
I am always on time. I never cancel and reschedule anyone unless I've got the bubonic plague (which isn't going around this century, thankfully). I always retrieve my guests from the lobby myself, no matter what "important" matter I'm dealing with at the moment. Once my guest is settled, I personally ask what he or she would like to drink, and get it myself. (The boss lady serves coffee.) Only after I've personally made sure that the guest is settled and not nervous, and we've enjoyed a little chit chat, only then do I call my staff in.
True confession: I wasn't always like this. When I was younger and less sure of my "power", I was much more strident and apt to play an occasional power game.
A decade ago, I realized that embracing my authority allowed me the luxury of pouring somebody a cup of coffee without ever being in danger of being confused with the Girl Who Gets Coffee. The power I accumulate from treating people with respect, speaking softly but firmly, making my expectations clear and meetable, allowing a road to redemption when mistakes are made...not only is it greater power than I could get from more nefarious means, it also makes looking in the mirror much easier.
Does this relate to D/s? You tell me.

16 comments:
What a wonderfully written post! I wholeheartedly agree with your point and think it has a great deal to do with D/s relationships (at least mine anyway).
Welcome to the blogsphere :)
Please would you come to Australia and be my Team Leader?
Is this post about kinking about? I'm not the one to ask.
Is this post about beefcake getting tenderised? NO!
That is all.
BJ
There is a subtle, but distinct difference between those who demand respect, and those who command respect.
More power to you , Elizabeth!
Congrats and best wishes on your new blog. By the way, I once read a piece of erotica about Jack Bauer being sensually dominated :) It was a fan fiction story and I wish I would have saved it!
I agree with you about this season.
Dear Lady Julia -
I think you were the inspiration for this post as you were the last thing I read before I came here and this sort of spilled out of me.
Of course, the last post I read was the Evil Cowgirl story and I'm not entirely sure how tying boys up turns into pouring coffee, but that would be my twisty little mind...thank you! E
Dear Nigel -
As soon as I have fully dominated North America, I'm off to Australia, don't you worry.
Unless your team is web or computer program development, in which case you better read my earlier post on my team management techniques in that department. ;) Forewarned is forearmed and all that jazz.
Thank you! E
Dear BJ -
First, are you sure you want that as a nickname? I'd think twice if I were you.
Second, for the love of GOD woman, I'm trying to provide you beefcake to tenderize as in as much volume as possible. I gave you Man Candy on the same day I went and got all thoughtful, too. (I'll add a couple lines to my Man Candy post, maybe that will help.)
I promise, on a regular basis there will be much more beef than thought. ;)
Hugs - E
Dear Tom -
Thank you --- now see, I didn't need all of the words, you summed it up so nicely. :)
E
Dear Goddess Susan -
Hey and hi! You are the bomb, thanks for stopping by. I've started to comment on your blog a few times and just haven't felt witty enough at that momment.
I positively adore the word "faux" and use it whenever possible...if I had only thought of applying it to D/s before you did, I could be a Fauxdomme too.
Anyhoo, now I'm lathering about a Jack submissive Fan Fic and will spend the rest of the evening on Google trying to find it. (Maybe instead of watching 24 live, depressing to not be all excited that it's 24 day and shrug the work off to Tivo.)
Thanks! E
.if I had only thought of applying it to D/s before you did, I could be a Fauxdomme too.
That's what you get for not commenting on my blog a few months ago.
But since the idea appeals to you, (and because you admitted that you went all girlish) I switched you to the Fauxdomme category on my blog.
I switched BJ to that category, too, just because of her remark about men with grey hair and a paunch.
Does this relate to D/s?
Someone who couldn't turn off the dominance ever would be horrifyingly boring.
Like music power exchange is lots more fun when it is part of a range.
Glad to have discovered you.
Dear Tom -
Thrilled to be faux!! (But that's not fair to Susan, she's the only living one.....tell you what, she gets the "only living" title, and we'll all just know that I'm a faux Fauxdomme.)
Now, I have no memory of ever going all girlish. ;) I don't care if you have it in writing, I'll claim my account was stolen and an imposter wrote it.
Sternly, black painted eyebrows arched, - E
Richard -
Oh, thanks for stopping by! Big fan. (I'm going to start going all girlish again....)
E
Tom. And to think I made you an Earl:)
Actually E, I'd be happy to bequeath you the title. Being a goddess is way overrated:)
Dear Susan -
You are so generous, as a true Goddess would be (when she's not beating a poor guy in a CB3000 senseless and stomping on him in her 6 inch heels).
I'd rather not be a Goddess, though, if its all the same to everybody else, overbilling. I can handle faux without a problem..........
E
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