Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye and good riddance to bad luck....

If you've been reading the Palace for any length of time, you know that for the first 14 years of my current career, I had to work with the bitch, Bossy Know-It-All Coworker (and if you dont know, you read some things about her HERE).  She couldn't intimidate me, and I'd argue right back at her if I had to.  She wasnt used to that, so she had other ploys.  Her best friend TB worked there too, in a supervisory position, but not a supervisor of us.  TB's husband, RB, worked there and WAS our direct supervisor, as well as the second in command.  And the big boss was VE and the direct supervisor of RB.  (You get all that?)

VE
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  RB      
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TB     \
       BKC & ME    (did that help?)

SO, where there was a confrontation between BKC and me, instead of resolving it, she'd run to TB and bitch about it, they'd both run to RB and bitch about it, and all three of them would run to VE and after telling him how I was being obstinate, and not a team player, and just TRYING to be mean to poor innocent BKC, well then VE would ORDER me to do it BKC's way.

Ten years ago, or so, I remember saying to myself one night in bed that I didn't know if I could stay in the job.  That these four assholes were making my work-life hell, and I just didn't know if I wanted to put up with it.

But that night, after a few tears and a strengthening of my resolve, I decided that no, I was NOT going to quit or go elsewhere.  I would NOT let that cunt BKC and her asshole cohorts win.  If I left, they would.  So I'd stay and tough it out.  I would allow myself to leave only AFTER they were all gone.  Maybe even the exact next day after the last one left, but I would NOT leave while they still worked there.

So, about 7 years ago, TB, retired, which was a good thing, but she was honestly the least of my worries.  And then about 6 years ago, RB retired, which improved things immensely, because we go a new direct supervisor who wasn't a slave to whatever BKC said.  And then things improved exponentially when BKC herself retired in Dec 2010.

But that still left VE, the big boss.  And our working relationship got a lot better once BKC was gone.  I mean, there were all kinds of problems while she was there, then she leaves, we get a replacement, and suddenly the department is working as a well oiled machine.  So who does that tell you the problem was?  I think VE came to that same conclusion.

BUT, there was still a lot of hard feelings between the two of us, I KNOW from my end, and I think from VE's end as well.  And for a big boss, he had exactly ZERO personnel management skills, which is amazing.  And still made for some...difficult situations.

But no MORE!  This Wednesday, July 31, 2013, VE retired.  And the Four Asshole-keteers are officially all gone!  

YIPPPEEEEEEE!!!!  
(pardon me while I take a few moments to dance a jig of glee)

And now that they're all gone, I can honor that vow I made to myself and retire (...well I could, except for that pesky mortgage thing...) if I wanted to.  And they did NOT get me.  I outlasted them all and all their fucking pettiness.

Goodbye to all four of you, and good fucking riddance!

POLT

Lame reaction it's a bad day it's a long ride...

I hate todays like today.


First, it was a Monday, which is usually my day off, but since a coworker worked for me Saturday so I could attend my cousin's wedding (more on that in an upcoming post), I worked today for her. Nonetheless, I hate working Mondays. And I didn't want to get out of bed. At all. And I was in a bad mood all day, snapping at and being curt and short with people I really shouldn't have.

Bossy, Know-it-all Coworker (here on out, known as BKC) decided she was only going to do 2/7ths of what she was supposed to do, and left the rest for me to do. Just cause she didn't FEEL like doing it apparently. She's due to retire sometime around the end of the year, and if BKC said she was retiring tomorrow, it would NOT be too soon.

There's three of us in my department, and one of us is on vacation. Frankly, I'd prefer to just go the whole week alone without BKC there. Sure, it'd be extra work, but I wouldn't have to deal with all the drama and shit she brings to work. See, she USED to be the big fish in the pond. She had the ear of the powers that be, and anything she wanted, no matter how stupid or illogical, no matter that the other 2/3rds of our department felt it should be done a different way, she'd just go to the power that be and have them decide to do it her way. She was the unquestioned queen, not only of our department, but of a good portion of my workplace in general. She could do what she wanted with impunity, with no fear of reprisal cause of her relationships with the powers the be.

Well, over the last three years, two of the three powers that be retired. Leaving just one, the one that was least sympathetic to her. And people filled the positions of the two that retired, that knew what kinda person she truly was and saw through her facades and basically cut her off at the knees. The power she perceived she had went from immense to miniscule, or at least, no moreso than I or my other department coworker had. In fact, I dare say, I was listened to more then she was in some cases. And that has pissed her off to no end.

Depsite the innocent, good Christian woman facade she presents, I and my other department coworker knew her true self: a sneaky, lying, slimy, back-stabbing, bossy know-it-all who threw childish tantrums if she didn't get her own way. She's got a vicious streak a mile wild, albeit being very passive-aggressive. And she nurses a grudge forever, until she gets milk from it. And since the retirements, more and more people at work have been seeing this side of her.

She burned many bridges when she was 'in power', and it's all coming back to haunt her now. And she's mean, bitter and vidicitive. And now that's she close to retiring, I think her thoughts are two-fold. 1) "I'm gonna try to fuck up as much as I can before I leave to show them they can't treat me this way." and 2) "I'm going to do whatever the hell I want because I'm retiring. What can they do to me?"

And so, I had to deal with her drama and shit all day. Hence, my melodramatic and crappy day. Thank God it's over. Unforunately, since the third department coworker is on vacation all week, I have to deal with BKC's drama and shit until Friday. Thankfully, Saturday will be a day by myself, like they always are, and that should go well.

And I just keep telling myself, "in less than 4 months, she'll be gone, and I'll NEVER have to deal with her again. And things will be drama and shit free (or at least free of HER drama and shit)." How great that will be not to have to deal with all the tension and stress.

BKC...you're a bitch. And you're sad. And you know it. Get over yourself. You're not impressing anyone.

POLT

Ding dong, the witch is dead, the wicked witch is dead...

Well no, really, she's not. Nor is she really wicked. And she's not a witch, although she always was something that rhymes with witch.

Friday was to be Bossy Know-It-All Coworker's last day at work. However, at the end of the day Thursday she went to our boss, turned in her keys and ID and told him everything else is her office is for her replacement and that was her last day. Surprised us all.

Others said she did it so we all wouldn't see her crying when she was leaving. The other person in my department and I both know her better and know that's not the reason. See, throughout the years, she took it upon herself to throw big retirement parties when people retired...as long as they were her friends. If someone retired that wasn't her friend, well she probably contributed to the goodbye gift, but she did nothing. Only thing is, she's the last of her friends to leave. So there was no one interested in planning a big retirement party for her. So, we both believe that she figured since she wasn't going to leave in a manner to which she felt entitled, she was just going to leave suddenly. It's typical of her.

But regardless of HOW she left, all that matters is that she DID! Friday at work was such a...well, honestly a relief. I felt like a large weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Like a dark cloud had disapated over our department.

It's not as if BKC had even DONE anything TO me, no that wasn't her way. She was sneaky and conniving and back stabbing. She wouldn't do anything to your face, she'd slink around behind your back and do things. And you never knew when she was gonna do something. That's the constant stress that she caused in our department. But with her not there Friday, it was basically stress free. Certainly stress free in comparison to before she left.

Oh it was busy, and a bit hectic. And Saturday certainly was both as well. And until they hire someone else and we get that person trained, it's going to continue to be busy and hectic. But at least it was NOT BKC-induced stressful in addition to the busy and hecticness.

After working there over 14 years, I finally won't have to be watching my back and looking over my shoulder all the time. I finally won't have to worry about someone running to the bosses and whining like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum to get her own way. Finally, my entire department will be working together as a team, and not one butting heads with the other two and demanding her own way.

Finally.

And thank God it happened not a moment to soon!

POLT

Busy, busy, busy, busy day....

As you all should know, Bossy Know-It-All Coworker retired in December (which I'm still celebrating by the way) so that left myself and coworker J there to do the work of three people. Well all this week, J has been out sick with the flu. And she'll be out tomorrow as well.

Can't blame her for having the flu, but damn, that makes this a tough week. Today, especially, I had stuff lined up, and then I had a project to complete, which I did right after lunch, and then, right before I left, there was a snag and I had to stay after to get it all corrected. Didn't have to stay long but still. And of course, in the middle of this, something happened that had to be taken care of RIGHT NOW. It required a phone call, but the person wasnt there to return it, at least not right away. So that kinda put everything else on hold. Eventually that got resolved as well, but it delayed other things.

I was supposed to have CPR this past Tuesday, but since she was sick I didn't go, thinking I'll take it later. She was to take CPR tomorrow, but since she's not going to be there, she's going to take it this coming Tuesday. Which means I'll be alone all this, off Sunday & Monday, and then alone agian on Tuesday. I won't be able to get to my regular work until Wendesday.

And on top of all this, I've got a pile of regular work stuff sitting on my desk that I haven't been able to touch all week. And probably won't until next week. And it'll just sit there getting bigger and bigger every day until I can get to it.

I knew it was gonna be busy and hectic when BKC retired, and it has been. But I didn't expect to be doing the work of three myself. Ah well, it's not like I didn't do this before. A few years ago BKC was off when he husband was ill for a few months, and during that time, J had a planned vacation, so I did Monday through Saturday totally alone. If I could do six days then, I'm certain I can do five days now.

POLT

Bitch, please, you still waiting, i'm still hating you...

Bossy, Know-It-All Coworker (BKC) is at it again. She went whining to our superior telling him how mean I was being to her, how much of a bully I was and how much of a poor vulnerable victim is she.

Okay, well I doubt she actually used those words, but that's the end result. And our poor superior is caught in the middle of the whole thing. I agree, I'm doing some petty things, but their are in response to the petty shit she does first. And of course she never points out to anyone the fucking petty shit she does.

And we're both ebing childish, and yes I recognize that, but for fuck's sake, I've had to take this shit from her for 14 years and now and frankly, I'm fucking tired of it. And I'm not taking it anymore. And she can't stand that anybody's questioning her edicts.

Bitch.

When I got home from work, I was so wound up, I took a walk for an hour. A fast walk. And now my calves and back hurt (in addition to the neck pain, shoulder pain and thigh pain I've had after this weekend with Kris), but it's a good pain. One I earned. And I don't mind it. Much.

Whenever she retires, and it canNOT possibly come soon enough, it will be one of the top ten days of my entire existence. Possibly in the top five.

POLT