"...am I fired?"

Little did I know that my masters degree would prepare me this well for working at a startup. I remember the seemingly endless and equally frustrating discussions about logos, fonts and colours. If I didn't know better, I might as well be in the computer lab back in Edinburgh arguing my case in front of Tash and Sinead. Now I'm arguing my case on the 9th floor in SoHo instead. I've never worked at a startup before, and it's an interesting process to say the least. And as always in life, you need to know when to shut up and when to speak up. Last night - I did the latter. The founder is based in London and the CEO goes back and forth. Gmail and Skype in all it's glory yes, but sometimes, miss-communication is bound to happen. To make a long story short; I'm supposed to write a founding story. In order for that to happen, I kind of need to know how the company was founded. This was never clear, hence a story made up of words without substance and personality. Two things that are kind of crucial. So I fired away a fairly ballsy email to the CEO last night after he reminded the digital team that we needed an "About" story. I was pretty blunt, opening line being: "Can I be blunt? I'm gonna be blunt." - then I said my piece. I also might have mentioned that the founder's bio on his page was merely "a list of achievements, i.e bragging". And I said that reading it made me not want to buy anything from him. My conscience caught up with me at the end and I realised that maybe this wasn't my place to say these things, having interned at the company for only two weeks. So I ended my email with "...am I fired?" pressed "Send" and went to bed. Not only did I sleep like a baby, I also woke up to an email saying:


"Definitely not fired. Definitely going in right direction."


Shutting up: 0 
Speaking up: 1


Exhale.