Finally…smack!

I got promoted today to the job I have been trying to get for the past five years…to the job I have been passed over for six times.  When my friend heard about it, she was immediately concerned about who she would report to and how it would affect her ability to progress in the company.  This is because the person’s place I was taking (her current manager) was moving on from the company.  She wasn’t happy for me.  She didn’t tell me congratulations.  She actually cried, because she didn’t want a new manager.  In addition, instead of recognizing how hard this might be for me to suddenly be over people that I had called my friends, people that I had shared meals with, she was focused on herself.  She didn’t help make the transition easier.  She instead made it more awkward.

She started to talk about how I couldn’t eat lunch with the group anymore, because it would make people feel uncomfortable.  She talked about how everyone, including herself, would now have to censor their speech and watch what they said around me.  She even said that she was going to miss talking to me!  Years we have spent developing a friendship, and just like that she was throwing it away.

I couldn’t even be happy and celebrate for one moment, before this stuff started.  So, instead of sitting here tonight, enjoying what should be a monumental achievement in my long, hard career; I am upset and depressed, eating a carrot…alone.