This is the third part of the story about my worst job ever. It started off as one post, but writing it got to be so long (and so therapeutic, even though these events happened seven years ago) that I decided to break it up. In the first part we talked about the process of finding and getting the job. Yesterday in part two we talked about how things only went down from there after some ‘changes in plans’ from when I was hired. When we last left, my frustration was to the point that I was kicking a computer bag in the middle of Staples.
Back To The Story
After the junior audit confusion, I was put back on to lead duty. One of the things auditors will do is re-audit something that had been audited in the past where improvement was needed. I was given this assignment, and found that the original audit from several years prior had been done by none other than Bridgette herself.