Mean girl energy
I've been at my job for the better part of 20 years. I was hired by a great guy, "Don". Don and the ptevious owner "Will" were best friends. Sadly, Don passed away at a very young age and, before he passed, he made Will promise to take care of his wife "Ilsa". So Will trains Ilsa slowly over 10 years so she could eventually manage the business. It's not a huge business but it's about 50 people so it's not tiny. Will passed away recently and now we have Ilsa as our general manager. She's a nightmare. I don't even know if she's just stupid or if she's vindictive or a bit of both but today was the first time I snapped back at her.
Ilsa and her bffs are such a tight little clique, the office is absolutely miserable.Today was my first day back from vacation but her girlfriend Anna tried to get me to come back a day early so she could have a "beach day". I said no and I'm glad I did because Anna's "beach day" was actually an invite only work party--invites for Ilsa and her friends. I'm an auditor and Ilsa, being very fucking stupid, left a receipt in the slush fund for 1000$ for the party. It actually said "party" and was dated 5/17/2026.
So I'm livid....not being invited is one thing but asking me to come back a day early to cover for her buddy so they can have a beach party was too much. She knew I was mad. She tried to say that it was Anna's private party and not work related. I asked her why was there a receipt for it in the slush fund. She bursts into tears and starts blathering about how hard her life is and how she doesn't have any support. I was having none of it. She's 100% crying because she's caught and she's trying to manipulate the situation with tears.
I walked out, she followed me...
crying and saying that she had been planning a big party for my birthday. My birthday was 3 days ago. She did not wish me a happy birthday with a call or a text, there was no card, no gift, not even a post-it saying "Happy birthday " on my desk.... but she's ugly crying and whimpering about how she'd been planning a big birthday celebration for me.
My last words to her were "bull shit". I copied the party receipts and sent them to the new owner who is well aware of how poorly she's doing at the job. God, I hope it's the last nail in her coffin.