Work Rant

Ok more feeling hurt posts. I can't sleep, as usual. So here I write at 3:00am. I worked for P for almost 7 years, I was passionate and sacrificed a lot. I enjoyed what I did, the money was great, and I was good at it. Here is the rub.

I worked with people with less than stellar ethics and they bragged about it.

One guy is a full on psycho. Like, I picture seeing him on the news someday. He would send me the craziest emails through our work email, very radical right winged kind of things and a lot of "Keep Christ in Christmas" kind of stuff. Hello? I am Jewish. He is a barely functional human being, so I didn't report anything. He simply doesn't have the capacity (literally) to know what is was doing could get him in trouble. I don't think he was trying to intimidate me or anything, he is just not very smart. Still, I quietly forwarded these emails to my self for future reference.

One of my female colleagues is in her late 40's, never married, and no kids. Ahhh... she still lives with her parents. By far the biggest narcissist I have ever met and completely unapologetic about any of it. She did very little work, except for sleeping with one of the sales managers at one of her accounts. Did I say she still lives with her parents? She was a consummate ass kisser, literally sending fruit baskets to a managers meeting one bosses day. Of course, we all had to chip in $30 a piece. She sent one to our manager, our regional manager and the VP of sales. Note, the fruit baskets were too large to take back on the plane so they left them at the hotel in Charlotte. Nice. I am not even 100% sure she put every ones name down on the card.

Now, one of my male colleagues is honestly a con artist and has my boss totally wrapped around his finger. When he found out my boss is ultra-religious he (I kid you not) started carrying around a Bible. He readily admits this to anyone who will listen. He also brags to everyone how little he does and how much he gets away with, he also bilks the company for mileage. To say I want to vomit when I think of him is an understatement. I always wanted to "out" him, but never could. I figured the truth would come out. He is well aware that I was not a fan of his. OH, and he slicks his hair back and wears tight white turtle necks and shiny shoes. WTH?

Finally, this other guy. I can't even begin... I just can't. I'll just say, my company had to bail him out financially big time because he doesn't manage money like an adult might. He got into an accident on a business trip and his car wasn't insured enough and he was WAY upside down in his payments. So, the company had to help him lease another car. Oh, and his townhouse was foreclosed on because he moved and didn't feel like paying for it anymore. He just sort of floats through life like a child. I really think, after seeing same of his presentations that he has trouble reading and writing. Oh well... How do I know this, because he isn't embarrassed about this and tells everyone.

So, I sit there, keeping my mouth shut. Being nice, and staying clear of the Mad Hatter's Tea Party. For that, I am an outsider. My dear friend and co-worker J felt the same way. I feel bad for leaving her alone to deal with the cast of crazy people. To be fair, the rest of my team were decent people, however, since we had just had a shift, I didn't know some of them very well, or for very long.

What gets under my skin, is that I covered for these people when it came to work, I pitched in for fruit baskets, flowers and gift cards, and wouldn't you know it... after almost 7 years... I didn't even get a congratulations card when I had C. Not a flower, not an email, nothing...... OK, it has been almost 8 months since I left, why do I care? I don't know that is why I am releasing all of this here. I so want to call my old boss and call HR and just spill it and shake stuff up. But I won't, because in reality, I have what I want. I left highly regarded (probably be cause I was one of the few professional sales people they had). It is still a slap in the face. I pushed out a human being and she was sick at first. I was terrified and they couldn't think to send a note or a flower arrangement to say, "Hey, we are thinking of you."

I struggled for years to get pregnant. I was never on birth control so I knew there was trouble for years before we sought treatment. I still went to almost every baby shower, 1st birthday, etc... I would cry leaving sometimes because I was so jealous. I was so thankful for my friends that came to celebrate. I just wanted to have that time where I could feel that people were happy for me. It is not about the gifts, it is just the acknowledgement that I was care for. It meant the world to me to have my friends there. Charlie has so many wonderful "Aunts" and "Uncles" that don't have to be in her life, but choose to be. In that respect, I am lucky. I have a small, but amazing group of friends.

So, now that I have gotten all of that out, I am praying I can sleep.