The Crimes of Frick
I had gotten an invite to join a virtual call for the person who is retiring. I really thought about it all morning wondering if I should. When the call happened, I was able to tap into who was in the call.
Frick. That killed it for me.
Frick happened to work with this person for a few years. How unfortunate. I suspected that this nice soon to be retiree had Frick's number but was way better about hiding it then the rest of us. That's why this woman was awesome. Frick was not.
Frick was one of three people that got hired over a 6 month period many years ago. Actually she started a week later than she was supposed to because her son was sick with the flu. Well that happens and that was awfully generous that she was able to change her start date. When she showed up, she sat in front of me and I introduced myself. I had come in late because I had to drop my mom off at some social services office on Mitchell Street. She just needed a ride. She was taking the bus home. Frick seemed a nice enough woman.
Then she called in sick the next three days and people wondered if she was coming back. She did. She came in that Friday and she had the flu. You think well, just a rough couple of weeks. It happens.
It happened repeatedly. It wasn't just being sick. It was there was a storm and we have no power. It was I worked last night at Walgreens and twisted funny on the ice as I walked to my car. My kid has the squirts so I should stay home. I am not making that up. I wish I was.
It wasn't just the taking off, it was taking off early. She took off one day early to go make a fruit salad for her kid's baseball game that afternoon. She had to go back for her mammogram because they moved the facility. Her mom fell and she had to go see her at the hospital and still go to work at her second job.
I was the moron that did her work for many years. I lost it on more than one occasion with her. When I had to move 2 years in a row, the manager at the time denied one of my days off and gave it to Frick because she has a family vacation. The manager approved my time but in our monthly meeting she handed out a calendar and didn't have me on it. I had just called the mover after she sent me the approval. She gave me one day but she couldn't give me the other. I told Frick you don't work a week why should you get any days off, including a half day?
I had gotten a phone call the next day from my manager. I happened to have the next day off to start getting things together for next month's move. She told me that Frick graciously offered to come back early from her vacation so I could have time off. Well I became the worst person ever when she said that. Poor family woman had to give up her vacation so her and her mom could move. The day I wanted off was the following Monday after our move. I said I have off Friday, that's our move and we want out of there as soon as possible so thank you, but no thank you. I'll be fine. She should go take her vacation. My manager said I should go make it nice with Frick.
WHAT? I heard it again the following Monday when the manager said I should smooth things over repeatedly. My manager was very known for treating me like a doormat. Frick was in my manager's office all the time gossiping. It was so insulting and I ignored her remarks. I just told Frick thank you for the offer but we want out. She went on about how others should be helping me out and I ignored her. Yeah, I had other co-workers who would be there who should have helped. Frick didn't talk to me for a few weeks. I was ok with that.
I think she realized she should quit being petty when I had gotten a call from my mom after we moved about our cable set up. We were not being hooked up with the phone and she didn't know what to say to the cable people. She was frustrated and mad and she was left with a lot because guess what? I had to work and couldn't take off the time I needed because of my co-worker. I left early that Friday, told my manager I wouldn't be back and called in to say I was coming in late the following Tuesday because I had no phone other than my cell phone and I needed it hooked up. My manager and Frick feeling bad for me lasted a short period.
I did like Frick and did enjoy talking to her at times. I thought she could be a lot of fun, but every time I trusted her, she would wind up doing something dirty behind my back. I didn't realize how bad it was until I heard her complaining about me to Frack one day. I was actually sitting on the other side of the wall from Frick during that time period and she complained about what work I didn't do for her while she was out. She missed almost 80 days of work the first two years. Wow. Talk about entitled.
She seemed like she could be generous at times. We had someone that was serving in Iraq overseas and she was putting together a care package for him. I offered some of my mom's books after my mom found out. She liked to read mystery books and she thought maybe that would be a good fit. I sensed something was off with Frick when she took the books. She mentioned something about postage and I said if it's too much, I can take some of the books back or give her a little bit of money.
Around the time she was supposed to mail the package, she had her rummage sale and she had told me that some neighbor saw her package and was interested in the books. The woman supposedly volunteered at the VA and thought that would be great to bring for the vets. Frick asked me if that was ok that she did that and I didn't think about it and said sure, that was fine. Then I thought about it later. She sold the books at her rummage sale.
How did I know? She was the queen of stories and it sounded so convenient. She was sneaky.
When I had brought my mom's peanut butter bars, I had left about 8 bars in the fridge the next morning. She was the only one left in the office and I know she took them all. Didn't leave one. There were three rows of them and I know she had plenty. That's what she did. I thought it was funny but it just seemed so stupid for her to do that.
When I got sick, for some strange reason, I really thought we were in a better place. I realized that I was used. I was used by a lot of people to make themselves look good. Ok. Lesson learned. She's a user, liar, manipulator. She's good at what she does. She gets people with her social game and ensares them in her web. She'll get even.
And yet, people don't always see what she does. She decorated offices for people when they got married or had a baby. Her and I both worked for one woman that went on maternity leave. I would have gladly donated for a gift but Frick had to do it on her own. Manipulator. They see this nice mom who's a little scattered but very smart. Yeah, she's smart. She's played a lot of people.
So I tried to do what I could to make it nice even when she made it hard. She was upset about getting denied for a day off and she had her rummage. Well I was at fault for that because I requested one of the days off and I should have kept it off, but stupid me, I said I can trade. I thought I'll take a different day.
When we did the trade, I got asked about it by our manager and I tried to talk to Frick but she was busy helping Frack find a clue. She was actually quite rude about it so I went back to my day.
I had to leave early to take care of a car repair and I had shared with Frick the nightmare I had been going through with my car. I needed a new one basically but was too afraid to get one so I was being bled dry by repair people. I had an appointment to get the problem fixed with the car dealer and Frick is well aware that most of the appointments I had? Were about a 30 to 45 minute drive for me. She decided to come over and tell me that she straightened things out. When Frick parks herself at your desk, she'll be there for a good 40 minutes and I had it with the bullshit. Yeah, I said it. I said great. Show up. Don't show up. Go to the moon. I got an appointment and I have to leave now.
I found out that Frick spent the rest of the afternoon bitching about my attitude. When I had appointments, she had commented that she wished that she had as many appointments as me. Unreal. She made up enough, so why did she need a cancer diagnosis?
I thought about signing into the virtual goodbye for a good human and yet, I knew if Frick saw my name, she would start messaging me and I just can't.
I got my own monsters, but I tell you life is a lot easier without Frick telling me she's dying from a bug bite. Kind of a true story. Seriously.
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