And Now, The Exciting Conclusion of Amy's Career in Human Services...

Shortly after I published yesterday's post, I packed up my office, left my keys on my desk and left the building. I had made several attempts to talk to the Boss Man, but he was steadfast in his determination to avoid me, and I took the hint. As I suspected, he had completely pussed out on his promise to fire The Bitch and didn't have the decency to tell me. Basically, she threatened him, and he (once again!) backed down. He told one of my coworkers after I left that he didn't really think I would just walk out the door, and that he thought I would calm down and change my mind. Now, it seemed to me that I was being perfectly clear about my intentions and the fact that I was quite serious when I threw my keys at him and had a super-nuclear meltdown in his office yesterday morning, but he is kind of stupid, and clearly didn't catch on to my oh-so subtle cues. As of this evening, I've heard that he's doing an "investigation" of The Bitch's behavior toward and treatment of her clients and coworkers, and every single staff member who has come into contact with her from day one has been interviewed, and has said the same things: she's a psycho who repeatedly threatened Amy. The Bitch can not be trusted and lies habitually. Etc... My (and my former-coworker-spy person's) guess is that at the conclusion of Boss Man's little investigation, he'll have the paper trail necessary to fire her crazy ass without repercussions. Her soon-to-be-former coworkers are lining up to punch her in the face, and absolutely no one is interested in actually working with her, so even if Boss Man can't manage to grow a set of balls between now and Monday, The Bitch will likely be subjected to a taste of her own medicine. Either way, none of it is my problem anymore.

I went on my second interview for the insurance case management job today, and it went just as well as the first one did. I wish they would just hurry up and make a damn decision, but I should have an offer by Wednesday. Cross your fingers, Internet!