CEOs galore

Last Wednesday, I made my ingress again for another kiosk branch in Megamall. Hell, it was tiring! But the CEO treated me and the area manager for lunch at Cabalen, which kinda made it up.

We had the chance to somehow “bond” and clarify personal and professional expectations while smoking in the Mega parking lot (Yes, I cheated my quitting program).

This actually made me feel comfortable in my subsequent meetings with him. My discussions with him are usually one-on-one since I report directly to him and it was very uneasy especially when I had to stand my ground on certain issues. It was reassuring and a relief to find out, straight from the horses’ mouth, that he encourages deliberation.

Last night, my former CEO treated me for dinner, along with other former officemates. We were at Good Earth Tea Room, discussing my former company’s future and developments. It was good to know that there are improvements on that side of the planet.

What was more fun was that we went “person-bashing -” which is the next topic of this blog.

Vindicated

Our conversation last night digressed from work to the more personal and “meatier” stuff. We talked about the people in my former office. My former CEO is also a friend of mine – I don’t treat him as my CEO anymore when we go out, which made things more comfortable.

At one point in the tete-a-tete, I had to admit that I had a minor spat with a girl officemate who was running after The Buddy. She was your usual scheming-lying-bitch who wanted to go between me and The Buddy and who made snide remarks behind my back.

When we were still in the office, she was eyeing 2 employees, trying to win them with her pa-cutesy damsel-in-distress ploy. Puh-leeeeez. *eyes rolling*

I kept quiet about her schemes. Never even mentioned it to The Buddy. I gave him credit by trusting that he won’t bite.

Apparently, this did not escape my former CEO. He saw through her. So did our other officemates. We had the best laugh at her expense last night – with a mix of getting annoyed by her tactics, getting angry and at the same time feeling sorry for her.

I kept quiet all this time about it. Only the closest friends knew what really happened. But now, I heaved a sigh of relief. It wasn’t just me and my preconceived notions. I wasn’t just me being bitchina. It was really her and as former CEO put it – her personality disorder.

I am vindicated. TOTALLY!