She nodded slowly. “Feel better?”
“I’m not a child to be placated.”
“I’ll take that as a no.”
She wasn’t afraid of him. In the back of his mind, he appreciated that she was sitting calmly while he ranted. Most people couldn’t do that. They were too aware of his size, his background, his ability to physically rip them in two if the mood struck.
She shifted toward him. “It’s not a bad idea.”
“You’re not the one who has to pay for it.”
“You’re paying for it already,” she said reasonably. “Parents have to miss work because their day care isn’t available. Or they can’t stay late because of the hours. It’s out of their control and that makes people worry. Worried people don’t do as good a job.”
“I’m not offering in-office day care. It’s ridiculous.”
“Why?”
“It’s expensive and unnecessary.”
“Do you know that for sure?” she asked.
“Do you know that it really helps?”
“No, but I’m willing to find out if it does. Are you?”
“I don’t come into your classroom and tell you how to teach. I would appreciate it if you didn’t come into my business and tell me how to run it.” The anger bubbled again.
“I’m not doing that. I was talking to a group of your employees and they spoke pretty passionately about it. I said it was an interesting idea and something you’d look into.”
“You do not speak for me.”
“What was I supposed to do?” she asked, a slight edge to her voice. “As far as they’re all concerned, I’m your girlfriend. The entire point of this exercise is to make the world think you’re a nice guy. Nice guys listen to good ideas.”
He couldn’t take much more of this. “It’s not a good idea. I listen when the person talking has something worthwhile to say.”
“Oh, and I don’t?” Now she was glaring. “Do I need an MBA to be worthy of a meeting? No wonder everyone was afraid to speak at that party. You don’t allow them to communicate without your permission. Do they have to get it in writing in advance? Not listening to anyone else must make for short meetings. But why have a meeting at all? You’re so damned all-knowing. That must make their jobs easier. You issue proclamations and they go forth and produce. What a concept.”
She was seriously pissed. Her eyes flashed and color stained her cheeks. She actually leaned forward and poked him in his shoulder.
“Don’t be a jerk,” she said loudly. “You know this idea has merit. Other companies have put day care in place successfully. Maybe you’re right—maybe it won’t work, but the current system is causing problems. So fix it. Contract with a couple of day care places so they’ll stay open later. Offer a program that allows employees to pay for day care with pretax dollars. I’m saying that if people who work for you think there’s a problem, then there’s a problem, whether you like it or not.”
He leaned back against the door. “You about done?”
“No. The people at that party tonight were scared of you, Duncan. That’s not a good thing.”
He knew she was right about that. A frightened workforce put more energy into protecting themselves than into the company.
“I don’t want them to be afraid,” he admitted. “I want them to work hard.”
“Most people can be motivated by a common goal a whole lot better than by intimidation.”
“What intimidation? You’re not scared of me.”
“I don’t work for you. Well, I guess I kind of do, but I know you. They don’t. You can be a scary guy and you use that to your advantage. Maybe that was a successful strategy at one time, but now it’s getting in your way.”
“I’m not going to get all touchy-feely. I don’t care about their feelings.”
“Maybe not, but you don’t have to be so obvious about it. You know I’m right about the day care problem. You should look into it.”
She was right, dammit. Even more frustrating, he wasn’t pissed anymore. How had she done that?