Like A Bad Penny

the cabbage paint head (cph), as so aptly titled by the adorable one, continues to turn up in the most annoying manner. as i reported previously, the cph was promoted out of our group to another division--unfortunately, she's still in our building and for whatever reason, hanging around like a virus that won't kick the bucket. i was hoping her new job would keep her so busy that we would never see her, but that's not the case yet, much to my chagrin. and i gotta tell you, she's chafing my hide. and oh yay, i just wrote that.

here's the deal. she was ingrained with her product line for the last three years and has established relationships with a lot of the people. i get that, i do. but she's been promoted for god's sake. can't she just move on? really, is it that hard? is it too much to ask for her to focus on her own area versus trying to continually horn in on my work and my ability to build relationships with her contacts? jeez, it's not like i'm trying to steal these people or work away from her, as she walked away from it. like over a month ago, thank you.

i continue, for what it's worth, to hold my chin up, to be professional, civil, polite, and almost at times friendly. although, let's face it, i'm being totally fake, because i hate her, loathe her, despise her, and wish she would just freaking fall off the planet. if this makes me a horrible person, so be it as one gets very tired of taking the high road.

i haven't figured out how best to exorcise the crazy psycho nutjob, but i'm convinced more than ever that given enough rope, the whore bitch (yes, i'm getting quite nasty now), will hang herself, as my supervisor has already had to warn her multiple times to back off and mind her own business. the beautiful thing is that as she continues to behave like a complete unprofessional, it's her own undoing, with no help from me.

do i dare to dream that she continues her wayward ways and my supervisor busts her chops big time? oh, i dare. i dare big time.