wednesday.

so today is douchbag’s first day.  my manager took the two of us out for coffee.  great.  luckily for me it was noisy so i pretended to not hear what douchbag was saying to me.  i kept saying “what????” i have to train him this week and next week.  i so can’t wait.  i have been pleasant though.  supernice guy is amazed that i’ve been so nice.

in an interesting twist,  my manager pulled me into a meeting room to have a discussion with me.  as we were walking,  douchbag looked at us and said “do you need me to be in this?”  my  manager said no.  i think i may have given him a look equivalent to sticking my tongue out.  anyway,  my manager premised our talk by saying “i don’t want to talk to you about this but i will.”  and then his bloody blackberry went nuts and he had to excuse himself while he asserted his power over the weak.  i sat there freaking out.  was i in trouble?  what did i do?  did he find out about the moldy jellybean i put in douchbag’s pencil tray?  i thought about all the shoes under my desk i would have to lug home when he fired me.  as it turned out,  the job i went for before that fell through is back on again.  they want me.  they are willing to pay (they say).  WTF?  my manager said that he wass reluctant to tell me because he doesn’t want me to go.  same song and dance as last time.  this time i didn’t care.   professional decorum was not even a considertion.    i told him that i’m jaded and angry and as much as i want everything that has happened to be water under the bridge, i’m still really angry.  i think i even used the phrase “dicking me around” and i definitely used the word “bitter” more than once.  my  manager, somewhat taken aback couldn’t argue with me and actually apologised.  he asked how he could make it better and i said the damage is done.  walking out of that meeting room, i felt the most serenity i have ever felt since starting here.  my manager, trying to make amends i’m sure,  went out and bought me lunch and a coffee.

DB has been locked in a room with my manager for the past two hours and when i walked by, i think i saw DB’s eyes watering.  i almost felt sorry for him.  almost.  because of that, i won’t penalize him for going home before me…just for today.

in other happenings,  there aren’t many other happenings.  work seems to be dominating.  and i’m lame and don’t go out anyway.