One to me, Nill to The Pony Tail

It's fair to say The Ponytail, that idiot senior HR manager in Melbourne, don't like each other. And that is mostly because she likes to off-load as much work as she can onto other people, and I simply push back on her and tell her to do it herself.

Whenever I deal with her, before I answer any emails from her, I do a mental mind shift of 'release the judgement' and then I fearlessly stand my ground and push back. There is nothing she can do with that approach.

I don't like her because she is awful. If she makes an error she usually managers to blame it on someone else. If anyone else makes an error she throws the biggest drama telling the world.

She sent me an email requesting a whole mountain of information, she cc'd in every (senior) HR person and then she went on holidays for a week.

Something she probably didn't know was that one of the young HR people in Sydney was re-working all of that particular information at present.

I thought, nice try Bitchy McBitch Face, cc'ing in everyone so I answer everyone for her while she is away on holidays. Well, I'm not doing your work for you, I think. So, I simply replied to The PonyTail only, please contact Josie Blogs. What is that expression I detest? Am I bad. 

So, no one got the information I can only assume she was meant to get, or follow up on why they may not have got the information, so she's not happy.

Oh well.

Oh, I know, it is a minor thing, and pathetic really, I understand, but you have to rejoice in your minor victories, as they say.

She has always tried to push me around, from the very beginning, I assume because I don't have manager in my title, and she has never been successful. I've dealt with HR people for a long time.

Ah, Monday morning and The PonyTail is at me already, you see, there is no god.

The one thing I miss, or don't miss, possibly, ha ha, you work it out, is looking out of my office to see that ponytail swinging from side to side as The Ponytail is in full flight in my direction. Oh, beam me up Scotty! Another reason to love working from home.

Oh, and if she calls me, I never answer the phone, I always make her send me an email, you know, if she has something to say, she can put it in writing.