Et Tu Brute?

I recently learned something that annoyed me. This was a few days ago. I thought if I just put it in the back of my mind, I wouldn't be annoyed with it anymore. That I would simply move on from it. Apparently, I was wrong.

While I admit that I'm partially to blame, I firmly believe that I still have every right to be upset that someone betrayed my confidence. Or so I'm told.

News reached me that someone that I work with has betrayed my confidence and spilled to a member of management about my leaving. I don't know who said it, and I'm not sure which member of management it was told to. But someone did say they overheard it. And they wanted me to be careful about what I post.  I was careful - and now I'm sick of it. I trusted people, and this is where it got me. Hurt, pissed off, and I think my trip-a-bitch foot is starting to twitch.

Now, I fully understand that perhaps I should have waited until after I had told my supervisor to put my decision into print in the blogoshphere. However, everyone else who knows my secret has (as far as I know) kept up their end of the bargain. They have all promised to not say anything until they know that I have finally worked up the courage to talk to my supervisor. But I also didn't want to give two and a half months notice. Because that's like, too much.

What upsets me is someone amongst  the people who have promised to not say anything has gone against that promise. Not only does it make me angry, but it hurts my feelings. It hurts to know I can no longer trust that person - and it's annoying not knowing which person said something. It was not their place to go running their mouth. It was not their place to say something to management.

It was mine. And now I have no idea if my supervisor knows but just isn't saying anything to me about it.

How dare they do this? Obviously a lack of respect for my feelings, I suppose. A chance to be at the top of the gossip mill food chain, perhaps?

I guess if they feel it's their place to go around notifying management about my decision, then perhaps they should come give notice to my apartment complex, too? And put in for change of address to my creditors? Sign me up for new utilities at my new place? Arrange for assistance with the heavy lifting? Pack my shit and load it in a trailer? And then I can watch them in my rear-view mirror with the shit-eating grin on their face as I leave town, right?

I have lost respect for this person and no longer trust them. I can't put my trust in them to keep a secret; I no longer trust who they are.  I only wish I knew which one to be rightly pissed at. Perhaps I trust too easily. Perhaps I'm naive like that. I guess I'm one of those people who still believe in the good in people. Therefore I'm crushed when someone crosses me like this.

Next time, if you have no intention of keeping a "promise", don't "promise" to do so. Just stab me in the front next time so at least I can see it coming, okay?