I'm bummed

my saying for this week. Now, I know my source of joy is my relationship with Christ but we're all human and we all get down. I have had the toughest week of my life at work. I actually had to sit down and decide if I was going to go to worktoday.

The 2nd in command's sec is an overwhelmed redneck bitch who cannot do her job. She moved down from Tennessee claiming to be a legal goddess but she doesn't know jack. Yesterday, my boss sent me over to ask her a very simple question and she jumped down my throat and cussed me out. I told her, very calmly, well, let's get my boss on the phone and you can tell him what you just said to me. Only, as freaking always, he is on the phone. More cussing from her and more chewing out. I finally laughed in her face and said "girl - you better find you another job cuz you can't handle the one you've got." she dog cussed me some more. i start to walk off but i turn around, look at her and said in my most meanest voice "and don't you EVER talk to me again like you just did. Your ass can't handle your job and that's not MY fault."

Well - she sent an email to her boss and demanded a meeting with him for today (the day after). He's busy, doesn't want to be bothered and didn't respond to her email. She sent it before she left yesterday and just assumed he had rushed to read it. Well, he hadn't.

This morning she comes in all dolled up and fashionably late - trying to trick him into thinking she has a job interview. She even tells the other staff that is what she's doing. Well, he finally reads her email at lunch, says nothing to her or acknowledges it and goes about his work. He does tell my boss he is m-a-d and doesn't even want to speak to her right now.

She's giving him until Monday and on Monday she's going to DEMAND he make her happy (sorry, just typing that makes me laugh until I cry. DEMAND from a seasoned attorney who is 2nd on the letterhead. Well, good luck with THAT.) Meanwhile, back at the ranch...

When my boss came in this morning, I tell him (instead of hiding behind an email) that we need to talk. I tell him exactly what she said yesterday and exactly what I said back and why I said it. He tells me not to worry about it. See, I know he and the 2nd cheese will talk about this either on Friday or Monday. My boss deserves more respect than she showed on Wednesday (she had a few choice names for him) and my boss also knows - I man up. I mean what I say and I say what I mean.

She can NOT do that job. She is a psycho bitch. (okay, i just said that here - not at work.) It's time for her to move on. Pray hard - we have a good firm and we don't need Satan in our midst. It's hard enough having attorneys (God knows alot have sold their souls but my 2 haven't).

THAT was just Wednesday...tomorrow we'll cover Tuesday.