Wednesday, September 28, 2005
I got to North Carolina for a weekend, and return to a fuckin' soap opera
I wrote that in an instant message a couple Fridays ago, on September 16th. It was late in the day, most folks had gone home, and my manager Randy* was loudly arguing with his wife on the telephone. A few days later another manager, Elizabeth, was fired. I figured it was for poor performance; her department had a massive back-log that I occasionally had to help out with. That maybe had something to do with it, but, according to my gossip-hound co-worker Luigi, there were other reasons for the dismissal. Apparently Elizabeth would return drunk from lunch on occasion. Also, according to Luigi, she was overheard making fun of the handicapped guy in her department, using foul language and calling him a retard. But the capper, and the kicker, and what elevates this semi-boring office gossip into a realm of marginal awesomeness, is the fact that she was having an affair with my manager Randy, the very same Randy who’s married and has some not insubstantial number of children. Well, Mrs. Randy found out about the affair, and called up human resources, Randy’s boss, Elizabeth’s boss, and the head of our entire department. Shit blew up real quick-like, and within a few days Elizabeth was gone. Randy’s been out all week; I don’t know if he’s on suspension, or what, but he will be returning. I don’t know how they can expect me to work for the creep, though.
Anyway, I think I might apply for Elizabeth’s position.
* : names have not been changed whatsoever
“hmm... with all employees gone, my boss is now having a slowly escalating disagreement with his wife/girlfriend on the phone...”
I wrote that in an instant message a couple Fridays ago, on September 16th. It was late in the day, most folks had gone home, and my manager Randy* was loudly arguing with his wife on the telephone. A few days later another manager, Elizabeth, was fired. I figured it was for poor performance; her department had a massive back-log that I occasionally had to help out with. That maybe had something to do with it, but, according to my gossip-hound co-worker Luigi, there were other reasons for the dismissal. Apparently Elizabeth would return drunk from lunch on occasion. Also, according to Luigi, she was overheard making fun of the handicapped guy in her department, using foul language and calling him a retard. But the capper, and the kicker, and what elevates this semi-boring office gossip into a realm of marginal awesomeness, is the fact that she was having an affair with my manager Randy, the very same Randy who’s married and has some not insubstantial number of children. Well, Mrs. Randy found out about the affair, and called up human resources, Randy’s boss, Elizabeth’s boss, and the head of our entire department. Shit blew up real quick-like, and within a few days Elizabeth was gone. Randy’s been out all week; I don’t know if he’s on suspension, or what, but he will be returning. I don’t know how they can expect me to work for the creep, though.
Anyway, I think I might apply for Elizabeth’s position.
* : names have not been changed whatsoever
