Ethics Case

New Day; New Me.

In my mind, I feel like the world is against me and that as a young African- American female I cannot reach the goals I would like to reach without it being a constant battle. In my mind, I wonder what it would feel like to become a Caucasian woman. As I wake up every morning, I do my basic routine; I pray and thank God for waking me up to see another day, despite my obstacles. After that I get prepared to go to my job as a manager at a major corporate business. But today, I woke up with a different outlook. I felt more relaxed, and I had so much passion and drive in my heart. I had a feeling something was different, so I pondered for a second, but I couldn't figure it out. so, I just went about my day. As I entered the office, people seemed to look at me awkwardly, like there was some type of glow or something. As I headed to the morning meeting, people were still looking at me funny, so I decided to ask my assistant, who seemed to be under some type of daze, if there was something going on that I needed to know? She calmly responded in a whispering tone that I appeared to look like her. I looked at her like she was going crazy, but she seemed very serious, so I took her advice and look in the mirror. The woman I saw staring back was me. I preceded to ask some of the other employees, who had that shocked look on their face, if there was something wrong, and they all seem to say the same thing, which was I appeared to look Caucasian. In my head, I was confused but weirdly happy. I always wondered what it would be like to be Caucasian, so I thought I would take advantage of being a different race. As I walked into my morning meeting, I had a different outlook on everything, people no longer looked at me as that nappy- headed black women trying to rob their job. Instead, they looked at me as the white women trying to get ahead and help the company succeed. I was so excited I felt accepted because people truly listened to my ideas and suggestions, and they didn't give me that look people give you when they think that you are trying to be a show off. After the meeting, I was invited to lunch by one top manager, and all I could think about, was I only invited because I appeared white. When I appeared black I was always looked over. I quickly erased the thought from my head so I could enjoy my new life. As I sat with the manager, many of the top male managers gave me a harsh look, which I didn't expect since I received the same look as a black woman. I received the look whenever I came up with an idea that was better than theirs. At that point in time, I realized that Caucasian women also go through discrimination when it comes to moving up the corporate ladder. As I sat talking to one top manager, I couldn't help but to feel tense with all eyes on me. As a black woman, I never drew so much attention. It was a shocking but great feeling. Finally, lunch was over. I went back