I finally looked at my ex coworker's site last night and she had responded to my post on NCT. She clarified that by 'higher computer skills' she meant '...in Excel'. She also agreed that she shouldn't have assumed my boss would like her better based on those said skills. She got pissy about it in the end, but whatever.

On a final note before putting this in the round file is that she had said

I could say some people should just be happy they have jobs and that their lives aren't all jacked up, but... no, scratch that, I won't go there... Sorry... I'll try to take off my Queen of the Pissy crown now and save it for someone more desirous of the title.

Why should I let the fact that she talked shit about me slide because I still have a job? I don't pity people. Her life is that way because of her choices. While the last layoff had nothing to do with her, it doesn't mean the other 6 to 8 layoffs across the states were a fluke either. She's 48 yrs old and only claim to fame is that she mails CDs and posters for a band. But whatever... It's over. On to the rest of my life. I'll post more later...

I talked to a friend of mine who bumped into my ex coworker. She's the one who thought I should have been laid off instead of her. I ranted about it on NCT last week. Apparently she has been telling everyone she could about how much better of an employee she WAS and that I was still working at UCLA because of years of service. I don't understand how someone can look themself in the mirror and believe that they are 'the better employee' after eight or nine layoffs across the states. She's 48 years old and the only thing she can say she accomplished is posting (not publishing as she told my supervisor) a novel on a website that asks everyone to post a 5,000 word story every year... no matter how crappy.

What kills me is that I was so nice to that bitch. I tried so hard to be friendly... and it was a chore. No one else wanted anything to do with her at my work. In the end I should have done the same thing. It's a good thing my years of service were there... I'd hate to think about what dirty tricks she'd try if we had to really compete. In the end I truly believe I still would have gotten the job. To my ex-coworker who thinks she's all that: