promotion war

The week when promotions are announced is the week where human beings expose their true raw malicious nature. Ruthless fangs spring out of mouths to backstab those that are up for promotions. Fabricated rumors soar through hallways and find their way into your office like flying sharp daggers attempting blatant career sabotage. Piosonous efforts are exerted to concoct lavish conspiracies and extravagant plots to destruct and debilitate. And when the promotion glides through despite the underhanded plots, envy hatred and bitterness seeps through the eyes of your so-called friends (with whom you had just recently shared a smoothie and a handful of cookies only two weeks go, but now cannot even seem to get a decent smile out of them as they tempestously whiz by your office). Nobody is your friend when it comes to your new paycheck. The competition is intense. Burning egos are at stake. And those that are left hanging dry, fairly or unfairly, are not ashamed to let you know that your own measly 70 kd increase in salary is a personal fucking offense to their existence.

Its like this damn promotion is a curse. Even if you've spent sleepless nights obsessing about it, swallowed up various forms of bullshit to ensure it, went all the way to Mecca, knelt on your knees in front of God's house and begged for it, once you get it you'll be as shook up as a fugitive, finding yourself hazardously dodging bullets of attack everytime you walk through the hallway.