the office

I'm going to see Choke tonight on a, like, kind-of date thing. I had one of those outside looking in moments when I arranged it, like whose-life-is-this?

My coworkers are at war. One has decided that no one does work except for her (we don't really share case loads, so this is irrelevant), the other is a quiet, highly efficient superstar who's been juggling less than perfect assignments and keeping everyone happy without complaining. The Superstar is growing increasingly sensitive to the backhanded commentary of little Ms. Works So Hard. We thought it was hormonal, or a phase, until it turned into a month of aggressive behavior and...

"I worry what will happen to you when you have to do real work"

Ms. Works So Hard is, unfortunately, turning out to be what I suspected she might be from the CV. Self important and cloying. And, a saboteur.

Two rules to survival in the industry: (1) don't be a jerk, and (2) worship the support staff.

Having dealt with jerks of all shapes and sizes on my way to where I am (which isn't bad, as far as stations in life), my policy is strictly to stand back and watch the explosion. They do it to themselves. I know very few happy people who are miserable to others. And have seen very few people who actively seek to stop other people from being successful make it very far.

I kind of feel sorry for her. She's lonely and has personality traits that will keep her lonely, probably for the rest of her life. She lacks foresight in how to best parlay what talents she does have into opportunities to do exciting and meaningful work. And when she goes home at night? She has to be with herself and everything she's said and thought about people during the day.

The Superstar? Wants to destroy her and has already removed her from our social circle for the time being.