But then on Friday, two minor miracles occurred. Have you ever received two pieces of information so good your brain has a hard time processing them? Like, your brain, so used to bad news and stressful situations just rejects two back-to-back triumphs and instead demands to know the catch? I hadn't. So it came as a significant shock to my system when first it was announced that everyone at work would be receiving a substantial cost of living increase for 2010. Like, raises that would be generous even if we weren't currently floundering about in a completely depressing recession. So that was cause for much ticker taping and ballyhooing, and dreams of vacations and all the awesome crap I get to buy for my apartment.
But then the truly grand news dropped.
My boss resigned. Or "resigned." Whatever. While no doubt juicy and minorly scandalous, the point here is that I never have to see her ever again--the person I like least in this world, and who likes me least in this world--the person totally not above picking random fights with me just because she happens to be having a bad day, not b/c I did anything wrong in my job. I've experienced many storms in my professional past--not all of which I have navigated with grace, nor even fully survived.
But despite the feeling of hanging on to my job by only my fingernails, it seems that this particular tempest is over, after a mere year of misery and gut-wrenching turbulence. So momentous were both these pieces of news last week, that the chatter and flurry of excitement they inspired caused our ED to send us home early. Or to happy hour, where I arrived to find my colleagues more elated than I had ever seen them, each raising a glass to my department-mate and me as we entered the bar. Like we had brought down one of our evil campaign opponents, not merely survived a year of suffering under a boss so bad I had often referred to her as "Cruella."
So, thank you 2010. Let's keep 'em coming, shall we?