Ancella Livers is senior faculty member and executive coach at the Center for Creative Leadership. The author and leadership development professional has worked with thousands of managers and executives.
We were sitting across the table from each other, a glass of wine in front of each of us. I was a black woman, middle-aged. He was a white male, younger, although not young. It was all so civilized. A job interview. He was not the hiring manager, but was critical to the decision.
Skittles. Too loud music. Hands up. An auto accident. A toy gun.
All are prompts that remind me of the needless death of young black men over the last three years.
Trayvon Martin was eating Skittles when he was shot. He was 17.
I swear, columnists are getting on my very last nerve. I would pull my hair out if it weren’t too short for me to grab.
Once, while I was waiting to get my hair cut, I read yet another list telling me what women of color need to have or do to progress in corporate America.