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TIFU by forgetting I ALSO have a microphone

To keep the intro short, I'm a sales analyst for a business many people may be familiar with and I'm at a lot of board meetings as it's the corporate end of things. Lately, it's been a hybrid work environment so a lot of are meetings are hybrids. We're outfitted with microphones for this occasion. Little bluetooth clip-ons like you'd never notice on your favorite YouTuber. I'll be frank, I hate the company but they pay my bills. That aside, when you have a bunch of bald eggheads in a room talking numbers for hours it can get pretty dull. I'm usually very good about this sort of thing, and there's no hitch

Today however, I just wasn't having it. We had a board meeting in which a lot of the talk was about if the hybrid/full-remote workplace was a good idea and somehow (I zoned out, I genuinely missed this part of the argument), these eggheaded bastards landed on no. I heard that part and kind of shrunk in my chair because the opportunity to be in the comfort of my home really does balance out how much this job makes you want to commit unalive. I don't give my input on things usually, I tend to let the execs duke it out but they genuinely for a moment seemed like they'd drop it and that was strike one.

Next, pay. Oh the greatest point of contention. A lot of facilities the lower-tier execs visited were in god awful disrepair and if there's anything these folks like to do, it's not take accountability for giving the workers what they need and clear-cut metrics to achieve. Pay cuts were talked about and it's convenient that the bar was drawn at my level (Sales Analyst I) and below. I excused myself and thought I'd left my microphone in the room but actually still had it on me as I went to the restroom. Didn't need to use it, thankfully. But I did heavily vent how stupid of a discussion that was, pointed out how asinine it is that they'd cut everyone's pay but their own alongside calling certain folks by name a variety of descriptive nomenclature..really flexed that writer in me... I really went in. Until I dropped my microphone that is, literally. Yeah, it was on me the whole time. Debated hard about going back. Honestly thought they'd fire me over PA or something. But no, they talked it up in there until I returned and said:

"Ms. Aurielie_, it's clear you feel very strongly on the matter given your colorful expression, what would you suggest we do when the facilities are failing to meet our expectations?"
A part of me defecated from the soul for a moment. This is a really good job, and I'd hate for what was meant to be a candid outburst to be something that ended it. They made it clear they understand my frustrations and would hear me out, but I did get a bit of chewing out from our superiors who got second-hand embarrassment from hearing what I had to say. Did throw in some spineless namecalling. My heap of paperwork is high, luckily none of it corrective action adjacent. I did propose much better alternatives, and I wish I could disclose the brand so the workers could thank me for potentially saving their pockets but there's no telling if they listened. I'm still a little shook up from it, it is probably my greatest blunder in life so far lol.

TL;DR - Forgot clip-on mic was attached when I expressed vehement disagreement for corporate executives boneheaded plans. They heard it all, I am in the doghouse but still employed!

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