First, my boss is a jerk.
Ok, now I can move on with this post today. Yesterday my boss made the decision about a staff member who will technically sort of be above me. She was promoted internally and everyone else was told PRIOR to the staff who will be working with her were told. I would think it would only be common courtesy to tell me and the other development staff prior to the announcement and prior to finding out during a lunch for the much-loved outgoing development person. Especially when the person who is hired is Grace to my boss being Will. But it’s not like they are funny together. No, instead they are mean and exclusionary. I now will call her Queen Medusa (thanks geeka!)
So in the need for massive retail therapy, I went shopping with geeka and of all wise wisdom, bought a pair of shoes that I probably would have never even tried on. At first I was really going for red, but these brown, peep-toe, high-heeled, slightly platform-wedgy shoes are SO MUCH BETTER! My boss is going to absolutely hate them. I’m going to tower over him. He hates when I wear heels. Now the question will be if he finds out that these are the “I-Hate-Queen-Medusa” shoes.
Going into this morning at home, when I put these shoes on, I felt like I could conquer the world. That was before I saw an email from my boss replying back to my message yesterday about how I was disappointed that we were told by others and in a ‘oh-by-the-way’ manner of the hiring decision. I have ethically decided not to read this response at this time. I am sure that I will only be more upset with his response. It will be better for me to read it this weekend when FAR away from him. I also decided that I have to make it my best effort to not go into his office and to spend as much time away from him. He should be spending time with Queen Medusa training her. Maybe he should teach her how to scan and how to use the specialty software. I’m way too busy to do such tasks and he is the boss – that should be his job.
But driving into work, my breakfast flipped in my stomach. I really hate work. I can’t even describe how badly I hate it right now. It’s the internal nepotism that was obviously visible to everyone in this hiring. Hiring your best friend for a job that she does not qualify to do is just the biggest example of this. It’s bad. It makes everyone upset and it makes everyone realize that it doesn’t matter the quality of your work, it matters how much someone likes you. I also know that from this point on, if I shrink away from the boss, Queen Medusa will do everything in her power to show him how bad I am and what I don’t do well and tell him how to manage my job and even make some more hiring decisions for him that I will have to live with (she PICKED my part-time tech staff member!).
I used to have a great relationship with my boss. He used to like me. I think he just deals with me now. I don’t think he likes me. I can tell you exactly when the turning point was. We were remodeling and Queen Medusa ended up across down in a temporary office while I was with my boss in another location. During that time, we would make ice cream runs almost every day by ourselves. He would actually drag me to go for ice cream even if I wasn’t buying any. He would be kind and say nice things when not even prompted and prodded by other people. He would actually form full sentences and talk to me. But then, he didn’t have Queen Medusa and I couldn’t see that this was Will without Grace – he was Graceless. I guess I was the fill in for Grace but as soon as Grace was reunited with Will, things went downhill very quickly. He started to look at me like he just couldn’t stand me. He wouldn’t go out unless it was for a tech-company related thing. He wouldn’t go for ice cream anymore or anything. Those were things that he all did with Grace. Now Grace is going to be working with him and she will pick what’s left of me in front of him. I don’t stand a chance.
I just want to stick it in here, get my CCNA, and then start looking elsewhere. I know that he is sending me to a great conference, but I can’t help but know that it’s actually a payoff. It’s his way of knowing that by hiring Queen Medusa that he was going to piss me off and he hoped that by giving me a conference that I would be happy about that. He knows that I am going to be testing for my CCNA while down there, but my schedule that had been looking hectic, but manageable so I can study has suddenly exploded with a lot of crap and a lot of ‘one-on-one’ trainings for Queen Medusa. I think this is his way of giving me something that I want, but finding a way to make it impossible for me to study so I don’t pass my CCNA and so I don’t become marketable and so I can’t leave. I NEED that CCNA.
So the battle begins. The shoes are great, but I don’t know if they are a match to Queen Medusa. She already has Will on her side.
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