2017 Check-In

For some strange reason, this blog popped into my mind today and I logged in. It took me a minute, because I couldn't remember what email address I used for this blogger account. I finally figured it out and here I am.

I haven't actually seen Bleh in a couple years. I can't believe it's been over 3 years since I haven't had to work with her. I feel better, I sleep better, and I am not filled to bursting with annoyance and exasperation on a daily basis anymore.

Bleh's Husband still works for the same company I do, but I rarely see him (bonus!). I noticed recently that he had stopped wearing a wedding band (or had never worn one?), so I wondered if Bleh had finally divorced the bastard, but then I saw an email The Husband accidentally (?) hit "reply all" to and mentioned he and Bleh had gone on a vacation together recently. So I guess they're not divorced?

Sigh. Don't know. Don't really care.

It's funny how much Bleh affected my health and wellbeing back then. I actually like going to work now and feel pretty fulfilled. I haven't even looked at a job ad in many months. I also don't drink hard liquor nightly anymore either. That alone is a major quality of life improvement.

So, whatever Bleh's doing, or wherever she is, I'm just glad she's not here. Life goes on. Fortunately, it's going on here without her.

The Return of Bleh

She comes back to the office tomorrow after being on vacation all last week. Geez. Last week was so calm and peaceful. Really! It was a joy to go to the office. I actually got work done and didn't want to hit anyone in the face.

I don't know what to expect tomorrow, except loud and incessant retellings of vacation happenings. Joy. Guess the ol' earphones will be back on and the music turned up to drown her out.

Were I a wizard, I'd somehow do that mouth-sealing trick from Army 0f Darkness* on her. Alas, I am not.

*Am I even remembering that right?

Lies Up Until the End

The cleaning lady is retiring. Bleh signed the card for her with this note:

"I will miss our hugs and talks! You are a dear."

Long-time readers will note this is a bald-faced lie, as you know Bleh asked me on numerous occasions to "call" her to interrupt said "hugs and talks" because she didn't want to engage in them since the cleaning lady tended to go on and on and on when anyone made the mistake of saying "How are you?" to her. (Cleaning Lady thought this question actually meant people wanted to hear all about her shit.)

I guess now that the cleaning lady is leaving, Bleh feels free to lie and say she enjoyed said talks since there won't be any more. I think Bleh's just relieved that the person who annoys her is retiring. I wish Bleh would retire. Oh well, at least I won't have to pretend not to notice Bleh trying to get my attention to "save her" anymore. Heh.

My Boss's Boss

My boss's boss (whom we'll call the Head Honcho) met with me today to tell me that my boss told her about Bleh's repeated unprofessional behavior. Head Honcho wanted to know my side of the story, so I told her about the multiple unceasing personal calls a day, the kids being in the office every day, and the other annoyances. Honcho told me she had spoken to Bleh about the kids in the office last summer. Yep, Bleh was told ONE YEAR AGO that it wasn't cool to be running a daycare at her desk.

Honcho said she hadn't heard about the ridiculous number of phone calls and she was glad I told her, since she's on a separate floor and would have had no way of knowing about that aspect of Bleh's behavior.

So what's next? I'm not sure. Honcho held a meeting to discuss Bleh with my boss after my meeting. Honcho is confused as to why, if Bleh's been told to stop certain behaviors on more than one occasion, Bleh is still doing those behaviors. Um, me too!

Ironic note: when I returned from my meeting with Honcho, Bleh was (you guessed it!) on a personal call. A long one. Bleh mentioned to her friend she was depressed and I could have sworn she said she was thinking of looking for another job(!). Whah?

Until next time...

While the cat is away...

...this mouse will play! YAY! Bleh is gone for the morning. She's a some damned awards ceremony for one of her kids. This means peace and quiet for me. No phone calls about horse feed, ballet shoes, or doctor appointments! I don't have to wear headphones until this afternoon! Woot!

Confidential to road to sedition:
I gotta say that blogging helps. It's a good outlet for all the frustration and annoyance that builds up. I mean, I don't wanna find out I have cancer from all this rage this bitch causes me 10 yrs down the line, ya know?

Unfortunately, I don't have any solutions. Well, none that don't involve pushing your coworker off a cliff (hah!). I wish you luck and peace. Thanks for sharing your pain. You always have a friendly ear here.

Can you smell that? It's springtime fresh!

No Bleh in the office today! YAY! She's on some field trip with her kid. This means an entire 8 hours of no stupid phone calls, no horrible laugh, and no glimpses of canyonesque wedgies.

From now on this day shall be known as The Good Day.