Don't Let 'em Treat You Like A Girl: A Woman's Guide To Leadership Success Tips From The Guys

by Liz Weber

Book Overview

While other books discuss how women sabotage their own 'success,' this witty, content-filled book is the first to feature blunt insights on the topic directly and indirectly from men. This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 1591099811
• ISBN13: 9781591099819
• Release Date: October 2011
• Publisher: Createspace Independent Pub
• Length: 190 Pages
• Weight: 0.40 lbs.
• Dimensions: 7.0" x 0.8" x 4.3"

Customer Reviews

Don't Let 'Em Treat You Like a Girl: A Women's Guide to Lead

Don't Let 'Em Treat You Like a Girl is a self help guide to leadership success made especially for women. Often unbeknownst to us as women, we often exhibit or illustrate aspects and attitudes that reflect stereotypical girlie qualities. We wear stylist stiletto heels and short skirts. We smile and nod a lot looking for acceptance. We decorate our cubicles and offices with knickknacks. We volunteer for any odd job just to help out the team. To most of us, we feel we are just being kind, helpful, considerate, stylish, sexy, or cute. However, we rarely realize how these actions affect our reputations as strong, knowledgeable, powerful leaders. This book states that if we as women wish to be recognized and respected as equals in business we have to act like leaders and equals. We can't use our sexuality or our mothering qualities to our advantage and then turn around and expect our peers and employees to relate to and respect us as powerful businesswomen. As I read this book, I recognized many of my female colleagues and acquaintances. I snickered to myself while reading these entries, recalling how ridiculous I thought these women were being even at the time. However, there were also several moments while reading this book when I confided to myself that I do or I have done a particularly girlie act that the author describes. Realization hit me as I then remembered the strange and blank looks I got from my colleagues when I did these things. Now I know why.