Helen of Asshat*

I promised a blog-related post, so here it is.

Many months ago, it got out at work that I had a blog. While I let my boss read it, I didn't think it would be great if the address got out, considering some of the things I was blogging about. If I knew I was getting canned anyway, not only would I have given out the address, I would have blogged about what infantile asshats some of those people are, Troy in particular.

When it did get out that I had a blog, Troy was really, really interested in finding it. I don't know if it was ego (most likely), curiosity, ignorance, or the desire to see his name in print in any capacity...but he was AFTER it.
But as it stood, I really only wrote about him twice. One was simply about how distractible he is and how ineffectual he was at office management.

The second post was more honest. Either way, that post is now well over a month old. While I don't dig being unemployed, I do love being off that sinking ship with the suicidal Captain. So, not so many posts about my old job for about 5 or 6 weeks.

Here's the fun part. Troy still brings it up.

I found out that last week, he brought it up at a manager's meeting. My cool boss hadn't disclosed the location of the secret rebel base to the smug asshat, and I think that got under Troy's milky-white skin (he's very soft!)

So at this manager's meeting is a senior producer, the marketing director (my boss), the VP of marketing for the company that owns the show, and the asshat.
TWO months after I've been fired, my blog comes up at this meeting. With the millions of things that should be getting fixed on that show (like firing several of the...um...pacific Islanders), with a 140K plus a year job, a beautiful wife, two kids, a fat pad of a house, and a cool-sounding job...this asshat is worried about what some tubby dork he fired is writing about him...I fucking rule.

So my old boss tries to tell him that it's not really about work...it's about all sorts of stuff. He tells the group about some of my past post subjects like how Electra got made, and my long suspicious shorts, and so on.

Naturally, this isn't enough for Troy because he only wants to hear about himself. So my boss tells him that I "compared and contrasted various executive producers from the show". This got a giggle from the VP, and a full-on guffaw from the senior producer (who had been cursed to have to closely work with both of these terrible emotional cripples).
Shortly thereafter, Troy got "a little embarrassed" (I’m quoting) and ended the meeting.
It’s things like this that make my life warm and fuzzy at all times.

Plus, if he ever reads this, I know he’ll try to Google asshat.

*I spent way too long trying to make that title work. I gave up, basically.