Face Value

Posted: September 16, 2014 in hidden admonishment

We are not friends, and having ever thought otherwise has cost me a lot of time and energy.
You can stop trying to throw that in my face any time now.
Your manipulative shit has no affect anymore, and I’m sorry if that pisses you off
or hurts your feelings.

You married your boss and hit your glass ceiling a long time ago.
A long, long time ago.
That’s not my problem and not my fault; and I didn’t consult you, because you’re not even my fucking boss.
You’re a supervisor, and again; I’m sorry if pointing that out to you hurt your feelings.
It’s not betrayal to discuss my decisions with your husband and his sister without acknowledging you

because let’s be honest

all you were going to do is exactly what you did after you found out anyway.
Being a manipulative bitch is all you can do. You can’t hire and fire. All you can do is make my job harder

Which I’m so shocked that you’re doing, by the way.

Because I really care about the shitty incentive I have to keep caring…which I oddly recall turning down
when your husband offered it to me in the first place.

I don’t give a shit what you do or what you think.

It really shouldn’t be personal at all, because if it was, I wouldn’t even give notice.
I sure as fuck wouldn’t care or keep doing a good job.
You are all petty, pathetic people and deserve to fail for the way you conduct yourselves, but who the fuck cares?
How I feel doesn’t matter.

All that matters is that I addressed what I find unacceptable about the job.
Your family offered no acceptable solutions, so I’m leaving.

That’s it. That’s all that’s applicable here.

Getting a raise at starting wage elsewhere with actual potential to progress,
access to benefits,
and a work environment where I have been and will be treated like a contributing adult

is just icing on the cake for me.

I’m attempting to conduct myself as a professional adult. I recommend you do the same
even though I’ve already lost all respect for you.

You can treat me however the fuck you want for these last…11 days, but I’m leaving.
I’m still leaving.
Don’t make it out like I betrayed you.
You can stop running your ugly mouth.
Don’t treat me like I’m worthless to your business.
Just suck it up and keep on driving that place into the ground without me.


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