Mr. Phil bowed out with a bang it seemed. He named names of people who are unhappy in the company. Specifically me.
In great detail.
This annoys me to no other.
uno: Don't throw other people under the bus because you want to have more ammunition. Let me speak on my shit. You try to keep yours together.
dos: We haven't been speaking at all lately anyway. So...he doesn't know what he's talking about...Yes, everyone knows by the scowl on my face, I love working there, but still... refer to #1.
He was not fired, after all. He was suspended for 2 weeks. If he's smart, he'll find another job.
Either way, there's no space in my heart for him anymore. My weasel quota is filled to capacity.