For those of you who were around for the Missing Coworker Fiasco, you will be pleased to know that the crazy bitch is filing a discrimination suit against my former employer, on the basis of “race and color”.
Her claim is that she was discriminated against not just because she’s black, but because she is dark-skinned, whereas I (a black person of lighter hue) was treated fairly. Her basis for this claim is that our former boss asked her (many, many times, and she never complied) to let us know where she was going to be whenever she left the office, whereas the two other employees in the office (including Yours Truly) were not required to do so.
Hmmm, could that maybe be because our jobs did not require us to be out of the office, so we rarely were? My job required me to attend one monthly meeting, and one bi-monthly (is that the word for every other month?) meeting. So basically, aside from those meetings and fetching my lunch from the nearby Wendy’s, I was never gone (and, for the record, I did let my boss know when I was leaving, because there were only four of us in the office, and we always had to make sure that someone was going to be there to answer the phone).
Crazy Coworker, on the other hand, had a job that required a myriad of meetings, as well as visits to clients in their homes, so she was NEVAH in the office. It was because of the home visits that my boss wanted her to write down her whereabouts; some of these clients did not live in the safest neighborhoods, and if she should, oh, I dunno, DISAPPEAR, he wanted to know where to start looking for her. Not to mention that the rest of us were stuck in the office answering her phone (she had her own line–the rest of us shared another line) whenever she was out, and it’s always nice to be able to tell an angry client (who has been calling every hour on the hour) exactly when we expect her back.
But, as I said, she rarely kept us informed as to her whereabouts, so it didn’t really matter.
At any rate, I knew (having visited my former boss a couple of times since I left that job) about the discrimination suit, but did not learn until yesterday that I have been named as a witness!!!
Some guy from the state HR Dept. called my mother looking for me. She gave him my number at work, but I went home sick yesterday, so if he called, I wasn’t there. (Mom did try to call me as well, to give me a heads up, but I was home in bed, and didn’t find out about the whole thing until I spoke to her yesterday evening.)
I know this is a lame-ass rant with hardly a cuss word, but I honestly cannot find the words to describe how I feel about Crazy Ass Coworker right now! Above all, I’m pissed to have been put in this position, because I am TOTALLY on my ex-boss’s side, nonetheless some of her claims are true. My boss wasn’t the most PC guy in the world, and was kind of gruff and cranky, but has a heart of gold and, I truly believe, loved us all and would have done anything for us. It was one of those working environments where we gave each other shit and took everything in stride. So yeah, he probably did make a reference to her “black ass” at one time or another, but shit, they’d been friends for almost two decades, and I don’t think any sane person would ever consider him a racist.
Luckily, I didn’t actually witness the “black ass” comment to which she refers in her claim, so I can honestly say I’m not aware of any such comment. I am, however, nervous about what other questions may be coming down the pike. My plan is to keep my answers as brief as possible, lest one of my “embellishments” (in my opinion, a good story is all in the details) get my ex-boss into trouble.
Anyway, sorry for the lameness of the rant, but maybe this will make up for it:
FUCK! SHIT-STAIN, PISS-GUZZLING, SPOOJE-SPEWING BUTT-HEAD!
Oh, and one more thing: When my mom talked to the state HR guy (whom she knew from church, and so felt comfortable telling him HER opinion of the situation), she said that her mention of Crazy Coworker’s disappearance last year came as quite a bit of news to him!!!
SCROTUM-SNARFER.