The Man Rides Again

Here's the song of the day.



Press play, admire Lesley Gore's hair and keep reading...

Today I got an email from The Man that said this:

"My clients/prospects and services are completely confidential and should not be discussed or pursued. I hope this is very clearly understood."

Oh, Man...this was a bad thing to say to me. This was in response to an extremely polite email that I sent yesterday giving him some information that I didn't have to give him, but that Mr. X thought I should send to be polite. The Man is living in Crazy Town because I don't have a non-compete contract with him. There is nothing that legally says that I can't show BCFG all of his materials (which I still have in hard copy) and his client list (which resides in my head). Also, The Man let me go--I didn't leave him. The only reason that I haven't done so yet is because I have scruples. I'm starting to doubt those now.

This is clearly a case of The Man trying to intimidate me again. Guess what Man--I don't work for you any more and no longer have to put up with your Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde-like tendencies. I spent a pretty satisfactory morning in my triangle thinking of all the fun ways that I could respond to The Man's email. It's probably for the best that Mr. X does not have a quick temper like I do and he decided that the best thing to do would be to not respond to the email. (I do hope that's making The Man stew a little.)

This is making me think seriously about going after some clients that I had with The Man. After all, I was the one that they had the good relationship with, not him. Also, I know that the service has to be suffering now that I have left. Finally, The Big Cheese is willing to pay me a (very generous) finder's fee for anything that I bring over. I'm going to give these thoughts a few days and talk them over with Mr. X before I actually do anything. Although it might be fun to watch, I'm not sure I want to bring down the wrath of The Man on The Big Cheese.

One other note from work today (that was weird)...Mr. X came back from a sales appointment this morning and when I asked him how it went he said "I think we got the client* because we hired you." I said something like "huh?" and he said that the client is a woman owned business and they had previously been reluctant to work with BCFG because they didn't have any female employees on the retirement side of things. So, I'm glad that my gender was helpful this morning.

*Note, Mr. X uses the word "client" not "case" and also says "guys" not "folks."