Thursday, February 06, 2003

For those of you scoring at home, I had earlier talked about how much fun it is to be finally wielding some fee-fi-fo-fum power and throwing people above me "under the bus."

Well, it's not quite as much fun when you start realizing that one of them knows their fate. And you know because they start asking you random, weird questions which makes you think they know what's coming. And, even worse, that they suspect you might have something to do with it. In fact, you find out that they've figured out that you've been totally circumenventing them running their department for the past month. Ooopsie.

Oy, the guilt. Especially when you feel both a feeling of ickiness because the guy really is a genuinely nice person and you've been kind of nasty in a high-school way towards them as well as the excitement of the possibility that there's an outside chance you could be given the responsibility of taking over for him.

Out, out, damn spot.

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