I'm baaack!

I started working at my current company two years ago, this past May. I love the company and I love most of the people here. Most of them. I think that's everywhere, we can't all get along, right? After being here for a few months, my manager gave me a review. During this review, she asked me where I could see myself going with the company. I said, "Media Relations" and then we had a problem.

The media relations department for this company is based in our headquarters in New York City. So there wouldn't be any openings here locally for it. Being who I am, I would have moved to New York for the job but since I had just moved to Dallas, I never said that to her, then. Also the one person who does work from here in the MA department works from home. She is an older woman and has been with the company forever. My only hope then was for her to retire. On we went. I then made an internal goal: By year two of being at this company I would have to a) move up in promotion OR b) move onto another company. Now since, I want to do MA and the situation being what it is, I would most likely leave...

Year Two marked its way in May. I was on the prowl for outside opportunities, then BAM! a Media Relations job opened up in our office. You can imagine it was all happy day over here for me. I gave my manager a wink and applied. This had me written all over it. I wanted it since month 3 of being here, I waited, held out, and gritted my teeth for it. Finally, it had come and can we discuss the timing...yeah, I was beside myself.

Buuuuut, as this was an internal posting, I was not the only one who saw it. Back Typer was eager to leave my shadow and start typing somewhere else and applied for the job, too. At normal offices, this would not be as dramatic as it was here. I was devastated. Let me explain:
You already know he back types on me. He also does nothing that represents work. Nothing. He is rude to anyone that calls or comes to visit the office. Above all this, he thinks he deserves the job (as he told me) since he has been here longer and knows what Media Relations is all about. He also thinks its in the bag since he and our regional manager are close buddies outside of work. They watch football games together, in man-land, that means they are BFF or something.
Help me.

For the past two weeks, I have had to deal with him walking around here acting smug, as if his resume equated him having the job. Well, he had an interview lined up and so did I. Between us, when given the choice of what day to interview, I purposefully took the second day, knowing Back Typer would take day one. He is eager like that. I took that day as to erase the interviewer's memory of what ever spell Back Typer would put on him.
Spell? You ask...yes, spell.

Interviewer has been in our offices since the beginning of the week (working and conducting interviews. Oh, yeah it was open to the public as well. What can you do?) Since he has been here, Back Typer has been, oh you can probably guess this part: Ass Kissing. It is so bad. I hope, obvious.
I took the drama break as not to let all of the Back Typer's craziness/ass kissing get to me. It needed to roll off my back. I couldn't stress out about it. I needed a break. I took one and I'm back.

The interview went very well. Honestly, I lack some experience that they are looking for in the perfect canidate--but that's kinda good because if I'm missing it, then Back Typer is missing it. Oh, yeah---if this were a normal office and he was not typing in my shadow I would want him to get it, if I didn't...ha ha ha ha, but if I don't get it, then it so needs to go to an outside person. It will devastate me that all his ass kissing paid off.

I think Interviewer was impressed with the questions that I asked him, my knowledge of the department beforehand (I studied my butt off for two weeks--thank you very much), my value to the company now, and my drive to land this job. Hopefully (oh, cross your fingers) I get it. We all find out in two weeks (yeah, I know); so it'll be devastating, drastic, or happy happy joy joy for me.


**oh it gets better, as I typed this, our regional manager called and told me that he heard my interview went really well and that I gave the Interviewer something to think about. Then he added a "congratulations" in there, so...