Simoriah's Sanctuary

So, like, one of my coworkers had his last day today.  I really did not know the guy much, although he was part of my team at work for a long time.  We would exchange comments every once in a while about why a "white" girl would end up in "his" neck of the woods (he is African American), which is Plainfield, NJ www.city-data.com/city/Plainfield-New-Jersey.html.  Other that that, I really did not pay much attention to him.  I put my $3 in for a party donation, and ate a slice of pizza.  Apparently, there was also a party being held tonight in his honor.  I really did not care, as I was not invited in the first place, and again, I did not know him. 

I sit next to the boss, not by choice, and I had to hear all about the party, the details, where it was and for how long.  I could have done without the talk about the incessant talk of the party.  I tried not to let it bother me, since not everyone was going.  What bothered me was not so much the constant talk of the party, which kinda was expected; it was the way that people were looking at me, and then whispering the details of the party.  As if to make it painfully obvious that someone did not want me there.  How 8th grade.

Really, all this would not bother me so much if something stupidly similar did not happen last month.  See, we do monthly birthdays rather than each individual.  My birthday was in March.  I announced on Monday the 9th I was taking off the 12th and 13th.  I made sure everyone knew this (not knowing of the party itself; we try to surprise people) so that all of my duties could be fulfilled when I was gone.  The party went on, without me, even tho normally we wait until all people are there (there were months we waited almost a week for the party).  Not only that, but the lady who puts the party together added another person's name to the cake: her friend from another department.  We all know her, since 2 years ago she used to be part of our group; but again this is not done ever.

I don't know why the party coordinator person does not like me.  I understood that she was a very nice person when we first started working together.  Her parents are not the problem, as I have met her mother and that woman is an angel for helping her take care of her son.  I really don't know what her problem is; I thought excessive weed smoking was to make a nice person. 

Oh, yes, and here is the best part:  I sit there an work and care about my job.  At least, I try hard.  People know this at work, and they don't know why I try.  She does not even try.  She plays computer games at her desk, and goes on Facebook/Myspace, and uses her cell right on the floor (not allowed in the call center).  And she does this all within eyeshot of both bosses, and nobody bats an eye!  Nobody cares and it drives me nuts!  She also used to turn a lot of work away, saying she's overloaded when she was so NOT.  But whatever, I know the grass is greener on the other side.  I am happy to be too "paranoid" to visit those sites.  I just consider it that I am expendable, and I never want to get so cocky as to believe tha they could/would/should never replace me.  Besides, I do enough stuff to cure boredom.   

I had to rant about this here, since she is one of my "Facebook"friends (I couldn't NOT add her it would look bad.  And yes, she has a good fun positive side if she did not act like the corporate bully!)