I work with jerks. Now mind you, not everyone I work with is a jerk, but a lot of them are. It's just one of those things. And I know, I know - they're everywhere. But there's something about being screwed over, and being lied to - directly to your face - and knowing there's absolutely nothing you can do about any of it. I'm not into the politics and game-playing aspect of the job I have now. If I didn't
deserve to be promoted after everything I did and took on in the last few months, then someone should have had the balls to tell me. But NO, I am given some line of bs about how they can't reclassify positions right now unless it's justified by a major restructure of the department (this from HR) and they can't possibly pay me more than some other people make (and this dead horse has been beaten to dust in previous posts). And yet I find out today what I've suspected for a while - the not very dearly departed boss approved a reclassification for another member of the support staff in another office in my division. A major one, in fact. This would have been a jump from a mid-level clerical position to a mid-level professional administration position. Because the person has what, boys and girls? That's right - a
Master's degree. Maybe the director of that department should not have hired a person with such an advanced degree for an almost-entry level clerical job that involves filling out forms and answering phones? But that would make too much sense. Nope. They'll hire the ivy-leaguer and justify a reclassification based on the fact that their employee is actually over-qualified for the job they were hired to do, and as such the job should be adjusted to fit their level of education.

I'm drawing a blank as to what lesson I should be taking away from this experience. And my sense of justice has been so damaged by my time here that it may have just pushed me over the edge. I'm totally into being nefarious from this point forward. I'm working on my anti-hero persona and secretly sewing my awesome villainess costume during my lunch breaks (hint: it's black and has a cape - with sequins!). So just try and stop me...
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like villainy costumes.
I'm practicing my maniacal laugh, too, so if you hear me cackling to myself over here, don't be alarmed, good citizen!
I won't be, I AM a good citizen!!! good for you, finally someone who realizes.
would you like a ray-gun, a slicer-dicer, a "ka-POW!" machine, or just a basic "I'm a villain with a twisted past, don't mess with me" cocktail?? I can find all 4. Really.
Ohhh...a Ka-Pow or Blammo generating device would be really handy-dandy!
ok. coming up.
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