I have a co-worker, that use to be my boss. He was disorganized (still is), full of himself, would fuck up, and then try to throw me under the bus for his fuck ups. I had to spend my time documenting that I really did what really should have been done, that I asked him to follow up, which he never did. In short order, I hated this man. Hate is a strong word, but I did. He made life miserable. I will call him Chris.
Chris was very quiet yesterday. You usually can hear him yucking it up, laughing, and undermining the people he supervises, to, well, the people that we do business with. I noticed that he was quiet, and remarked about it to one of his underlings about how silent he was.
Today, I heard a couple of my co-workers talking about how horrible things were going for Chris. I asked them about it. They told me that Chris would have to tell me himself.
He did. He invited me in to his cubicle. His 34 year old child has been arrested and accused of child pornography, and molesting a 5 year old girl. He said he wanted to tell me himself. No need, it made the nightly news tonight. I told Chris that he and his wife should feel no guilt. They raised their son the best that they could. His son is in federal custody. My heart breaks for him.
My boyfriend said, "Well that is charma (Karma?). Remember what he did to you?"
It does not matter what he did to me. What matters is, is that he is hurting, and no parent should have to go through this. To see another human being so broken is heart wrenching.
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