Goodbye Lurker and other things

Well it's only me who reads this, but I'm back with my observations about life as an invisible person after a week off.  I feel like it's been a year, but what a week.

I ended my month by finding out that there has been team shifting.  I kind of took it as a good thing.  I was sort of taken aback when they mentioned that a couple of managers will be basically let go.  More on that later.  There will be a new set of eyes looking at what we do and how we interact with each other.  There will also be three additional people who have more years of experience than I do and I am grateful for that.  

I knew how things would go.  The lurker and Regina would try to dominate the others and make themselves out to be perfect.  Well that got shot to hell when I saw an email that improved my life greatly.  The lurker was gone and from the tone of it, it wasn't something she decided.

I know there's still people who make me crazy like Regina and the diva, and other new challenges but damn, this felt good.  It felt like a big weight had been lifted off of my shoulders.  Almost 4 1/2 years of the subtle harassment and doing dirty things behind my back has finally ended.  I don't think it was anything I said or anyone else who had grievances. I never submitted an email list of problems like the diva did and then become her best friend.  I just asking if this interference would stop.  

Do I think Regina will do things to interfere with me?  Maybe.  I'm not sure.  These changes have got to take the wind of her arrogant sails.  She signed off early Wednesday not feeling well.  The lurker got her the job and now she's gone.  And now Regina will be losing her territory once the team switch happens mid month.  She'll have to learn something new or just move on.  

And the diva.  It was funny because she complimented me on my hair after the email.  It needed washing so I felt like it was hanging funny, but I had to wonder if she was being nicer because of that email.  I'm not become besties with the diva, but I'll be me and keep her at arms length.  I'm sure she's going to step on my toes again but I'll wear heavier shoes.

Speaking of shoes, I just threw my lavender pair of Adidas in the garbage. I realized I was sporting too small holes in each shoe.  Damn it. Most athletic shoes last six months.  I usually switch them up after a year even when I was in the office.  I wore these shoes a lot the last 9 months.  It had a good run and I did find a pair that I didn't wear so that worked out.

I am kind of hoping that with all the changes that I won't have to help Frick and Frack's area.  I agreed to it but with everything switching up, I hope that gets lost in the shuffle.  No offense to them.  I just don't want to. I have enough to forget every day.  Do I need more? I think not.

I think Irma will be out of a job next month.  I'm not sure but that's what the whole thing made it sound like.  I was sort of surprised not to see her name on the chart so I think it means she's gone next month.

I didn't say much to Frick about this when we chatted online but I don't care.  I don't feel bad if that's the case.  There was someone that worked with Irma in our group in the office.  Delores was loud and rude.  Delores had a lot of problems and didn't take to change very well.  She tried.  Irma went to management to get her fired after she made a mistake and that weekend, Delores had a stroke. No, it wasn't Irma's fault.  Delores had health problems and a temper.  I know because she blew up at me.

Who shows up at Delores' bed side that following Monday night?  Irma.  She told us all when we had a meeting and sobbed about how Delores had hoped it would be her second chance.  She added stress to Delores' life.  Irma was a bully to the assistants at time.  She could be your best gal pal one minute and then go off the next.  It was so hypocritical when I found out what she had done.

Once Delores made it out of surgery ok, Irma never went to see her again.  That's why I didn't want Irma to know about my cancer diagnosis.  She was bitching at me about having to cover for me because I had to go out.  Our managing attorney told her why after she went to her and complained about me two days before my surgery. I was told to reach out to her and then I wind up with a black eye and my health information revealed.  Then Irma wanted to be my best friend.

Irma walked around with an arrogant air and always seemed to get what she wanted and pushed her way.  So do I feel bad about her situation?  No. Not at all.  This is a life challenge that she can just deal with it.

Just like she told me?  We'll do just fine without her.

I feel like the karmic forces have been cleaning out the negative energy.