Friday, April 17, 2009

I Did It! Well...Almost.

I went into work with my head held high. I did my very best not to cry or throw things.

I sat in a meeting with my boss and her and had a piece of paper given to me that mapped out all of my old duties and when she will have to be completely trained on them and when she'll take them over. On the bottom of the page was a list of 4 things that I will do.

1) Maintain collections (We knew that was coming)
2)Become the local contact for the Re-Branding. We are changing our name (as well as our business ethics, apparently) and I get to tell whoever is in charge how much stationary we have on hand with our old name on it. (They tried to make it a bigger job than it actually is. It was like 2 parents telling a child how great the dentist is)
3) Log in the work that comes in from the other location (basically write them in a book)
4) Basic data entry.

I took a deep, cleansing breathe when she moved from across the building to the desk directly behind me.

And I only broke one (box of) pencils in half when the mass email went out telling everyone that I am still on the Admin staff, just in a more "supportive" position, and to please welcome and congratulate _____ on her new position.

I was able to handle the people who couldn't make eye contact with me. I was able to handle the congratulations given to her. I was able to handle the whispering behind my back and the people not really caring, but just wanting the juicy gossip. I made it through the day.

There was one point of the day that I had to white knuckle it. But that was all Matt's fault. I was sitting at my desk, hanging by a very thin, tattered thread when this email came over from him. As I was reading it, the song that's in the YouTube video started playing. (See if you can read it and listen to the song at the same time to get the full effect)


Come with me to a third grade classroom..... There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never speak to him again as long as he lives.

The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his head down and prays this prayer, 'Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I'm dead meat.'

He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes that says he has been discovered.

As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.

The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself, 'Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!'

Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out. All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else - Susie

She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. You've done enough, you klutz!'

Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, 'You did that on purpose, didn't you?' Susie whispers back, 'I wet my pants once too.'

May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to do good..

Remember......Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car.

Each and everyone one of us is going through tough times right now, but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that only He can. Keep the faith

The Prayer:
Father, I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and those that I care deeply for, who are reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of Your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy.. Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through Your grace. Where there is need, I ask you to fulfill their needs.. Bless their homes, families, finances, their goings and their comings. Amen.

That's all I can stands and I can't stands no more!!!! I stepped outside for a much needed breathe of fresh air. He meant well.

Tonight, I bought a bottle of Sailor Jerry Spiced Rum and I am going to have a very big drink! Maybe 2!

I toast to you, my bloggy friends who I will always be there for as they are there for me. And to drinking and blogging (because later on, this could get entertaining)


Funny in my mind said...

I am so proud of you! You did it exactly the way a lady would do it. The fact that you held your head high showed them that they can't beat you down.
Someday they will want something extra from you and you can dump a fish bowl on their laps and say they peed their pants!
No, really.
Matt was so sweet and supportive to send that song and e-mail.
People treat you how you allow them to treat you so keep that head up. (tell the new ho that you always had to give the boss foot massages on Fridays, and do it with a straight face)or tell her that Thursdays you all go to the bar together, give her the time and address and sit back and laugh.
No, really.

Funny in my mind said...

or do

Becky said...

You did it! You need to be very proud of yourself! I know how very very hard that HAD to of been. That awful day is over never to be relived, and you can and will move on with your life.
What a neat story your husband sent you. I have never heard that one before.
Try to enjoy this beautiful weekend now!

LadyStyx said...

You're a stronger person than I am. I know for a fact I wouldnt have been able to handle it, no way, no how. Been in that position once myself and despised it when it happened. A few months later, the boss came back to me and said he had another position in mind that would have given me the same tasks and a similar title as before he'd demoted me. I told him to stuff it.

Tori_z said...

*Hugs* That's the way... Hang in there, and hold your head up high!

And, enjoy your drink. I think you've earned it. *Hugs*

Intense Guy said...

Well - I'm impressed with both you and Matt.

You did well to get through this with dignity and I am awed by what Matt did for you!

Keeper of the Skies Wife said...

I'm glad it's over for you and you handled it so well. Only one box of go girl! ;)

Call Me Cate said...

Sounds like you did an amazing job rising above a really lousy situation. Hang in there!

Also, the thing about breaking pencils is that they still work afterwards - and now you have more of them! So as an occasional stress-reliever, you could do much worse.

Rebecca Jo said...

So proud of you!!! keep that high girl!! Keep being an example of class!!!

Heather said...

Just reading that email brought tears to my eyes; both the actual story, and the fact that Matt sent it to you with love and support in his heart.

Pretty soon, there will something new and juicy to gossip about, and your situation will be put to rest. It sounds like you handled yourself so well. I would have been crying my eyeballs out...

You're an inspiration, Becky.

Lacey said...

I am so glad you made it through! And I can't wait for all the drunken blogging that's sure to follow in the weeks to come... (((HUGS)))

ChicagoLady said...

I'm so proud of you! And what a wonderful email Matt sent, with a great song included. Such a sweetie!

Hope your head isn't hurting too much from the spiced rum last night.

Punkn said...

You are wonderful! It will be interesting to see how quickly some of your duties begin returning to you because whatsherface can't handle them. What goes around, comes around. What Matt did was very sweet. And YOU deserve a gold star.

Ribbon said...

Jeepers I don't know exaclty what's been going on for you on the work front, but it reads to me like someone needed a kick in the shins. I sometimes forget that their are very insensitive souls lurking about pushing us to learn to be tolerant.
Wish I had have been there to help you out.
You're a bit of a star...

best wishes Ribbon :-)

Queenie Jeannie said...

Wow! Looks like I missed alot. Sounds like you have handled everything with style and class, quite naturally!!