Cloud 9

I have been in some kind of alternate universe ever since my last post about John. I'm just on Cloud 9.  I feel pretty and the world is just glowing. I can't explain it.

I've been dispensable for 32 years, and I'm kind of enjoying this job security right now. It's all part of this glow I'm in. I've worked years being treated like garbage. Maybe I'm still being treated like garbage, but I'm stuck in this alternate universe where I'm now getting everything I wished for. I always wanted to be so appreciated at my job that I was indispensable, and I never ever had that. There was always another they could, and did, hire just like me. It's not like that where I work now. People don't get replaced. They leave or get fired or die and just get missed. If I go, they really won't find another like me. They'll just go without. That feels kind of good. I joke around in emails and stuff, a little professional banter. I haven't done that for yeeeears. In fact, maybe it's time to publish the "Document Center Incident." It's all about how I got myself in a sh*tload of trouble joking around in emails.

I messed up a job for a really bitchy attorney that my co-worker, M, took 4 hours to do, resulting in much praise and thanks from Bitch Attorney to M, with copies to my manager. Bitch Attorney has never been impressed with me ever since her arrival 6 years ago, when I was the hapless operator into whose hands fell her very first table of authorities ("TOA"), which I did following strict firm guidelines. Well, she didn't care for those guidelines, complained about me, and had the guidelines changed. I was doing cartwheels. Not only had she made generating TOAs soo much easier by removing those guidelines I hated, but she also sent her TOAs to operators on other shifts than mine. Thank god, I hate those damn TOAs. So, anyway, M told me today, "hey, I supported you." I asked him what he meant? He said when our manager asked him in the lunch room what was going on with Bitch Attorney he told her, "Did you look at the log yesterday? Lydia did the entire page by herself. It took me 4 hours to do that job. There's no way she could have done it even if she wasn't fried." Manager says, "I did see the log, and that's what I'm going to tell Bitch Attorney. She bitches way too much."

Wow, was that ever good to hear! Backup. Support. Job security! So, I check the intranet for Bitch Attorney. I tell M, "I've never even seen this woman. What does she look like??" M says, "she never comes out of her office." Her picture comes up and I confirm, "I have never seen her." M says again, "she never leaves her office," as he wanders over to my computer. He looks at her picture and says, "and she's waaay heftier than that picture, too."

It's been a crazy busy week, I've been floating in the sky, I've had the support of my whole group, drama, and office gossip! Life does NOT get any better than this.