Working for a Living . . . Really

Well, my work's just begun. They found me! The chief officer said he knows the Grand Jury I’m on is extended until at least the end of April, and he was going to wait for me . . . but he got tired of waiting. He said he needs me in another group. What probably really moved him was the woman I'm replacing took a transfer. She got a promotion recently, too, so he couldn't stop her transfer in any case. In other words, in my mind I just blew away the BS, and to him I "accepted" the offer of a transfer. He, just like all my bosses before him, swears he's grooming me for managerial position. (Fool me once . . .) I played the game, but I made sure they had the crazy woman that's in that group under control. I'm not going to be used to help get rid of her and I'm getting full management support. In the meantime, I'm just doing my job for what I'm paid to do and not taking on any additional responsibilities as I've had in the past. So, in actuality, they didn't need to give me a promotion, because girlfriend's only doing the job for the title I'm in, nothing more . . . except for the "working part", that is. I am now officially working for a living.