Bam!!!!!

On Monday my boss stopped by my cubicle first thing and I asked him how his time off the previous week had been. He very casually told me all that he'd done, including getting married, which he hadn't really mentioned to anyone (the plans to do so that is). I wasn't that shocked because I've known this man for four years and always figured it was just a matter of time before he wed for the third time so someone he dated for only a few months (though he has actually known this woman for about ten years, they've only had a romantic relationship for about four months). So congratulations and isn't this fun and oh what a shock and can we get back to work?

On Tuesday my boss asked me if I liked Dr. Doe, our assistant medical director. Of course I do and I said as much to which my boss then said "good because you are most likely going to be reporting to him. I've tendered my resignation as of next Friday."

That one surprised me way more and I went through a weird series of emotions. Extreme giddiness at the prospect of no longer working for this man. Terror at the prospect of reporting to someone worse or losing my job for some reason. Anxiety and fear that this won't be true in the end and he'll end up staying and I'll have to start looking for a job as I'd planned. Oh! That's right! If he leaves I don't have to do so! <-- to say relief. I was pretty much in shell shock. And everyone was pissed.

We still are. I had lunch with Boss (not to be confused with Manager, the asshole I work for) today and we discussed it, how this man just said "fuck you" to everyone who works with him because he wants to give the finger to the higher ups. My boss has a very high position with a very particular set of skills. He should have given at least a month, if not two, notice. Instead he gave seven days because he resigned on Tuesday, is taking vacation time this Friday, and will most likely peace out early next Friday. He just said fuck you to so many people who have done their best to play his games and stroke his ego and nurture a decent working relationship because he does, actually have responsibilities. But he sees no trees, only forest, so he set it all ablaze.

I am happy for him because he has a great opportunity ahead of him but I'm pissed off because this is just the biggest slap in the face to me and everyone else. Why bother staying until next Friday? Two of the most important people, two who will be very greatly affected, are overseas and one, who directly reports to manager, is not due back into the office until after Manager's last day. Ass. Fucking. Hole.

But then I realized something today and I swear it felt like a high. Manager has checked out and so now I can check out on his ass. I will still do my work, the work that others rely on, but any requests from him that seem like they have anything to do with his new job will just have to wait because I don't have to give a fuck. I'm not going to be too flagrant about it because, after all, what if he ends up staying? But it feels good knowing that there is a chance I can stop kissing his ass soon, that maybe I'll have a decent manager, one who doesn't treat me so badly that others comment on it behind my back ("God I feel sorry for her. He treats her like shit; have you ever heard the way he talks to her?")

In the meantime I will just do my best to maintain perspective. He's always been a very good friend but he's been such a shitty manager and so awful to me as my employer that I, at times, forget about the friendship and the fact that he is a human being. Like I said, I'm happy for him. I'm happy because I know he wanted to get married again and honestly, our parent company has treated him like shit for years. But it wasn't all everyone against him; he has his part of the blame and he never accepted it. And now he is taking it out on the wrong people. He's treated me like shit for ages and that is one thing, but to see the way he expects other people in the office who have saved his ass time and again to say "yeah, fuck the man" with him is appalling.

I'm happy for my friend.

I hate my manager and want to poke him in the eye.

And as always, I hope for the best and expect and prepare for the worst.

UPDATE

I texted him this evening and asked if I could work from home tomorrow as it is my first anniversary of being diagnosed with MS. His response was "If you feel you need to, yes." Either he is really bad with words or he really is a dick.