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Monday 24th March, 2008 posted by City Girl

City GirlWell, the deed is done. I've handed in my notice and, because it's an internal move, I have to put up with my boss only for another week, which is handy, given her "I always knew you couldn't be trusted" response.

My boss, of course, was raging with jealousy, and since hearing I got the job that she specifically wanted, she's been treating me to her special stony silence

She's also taken to stealing my thunder by telling anyone who's bored enough to listen that she "cultivated" me, and that my success is all down to her.

When I suggested a handover to my deputy might be appropriate­ she waved a dismissive hand, quickly followed by a "nonsense, just a waste of time" rant. Instead, she's opted for the "dump my workload on the rest of the team" approach­, saying: "You'll be back. You won't hack it there."

Little does she know that al


Friday 7th March, 2008 posted by City Girl

City Girl

Like Ol’ Blue Eyes sang: “Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today, I want to be a part of it…New York, New York.” Yes, I’m going and I can’t wait to tell my boss.

So, bring out the marching band, as I’m off to the land of dreams. And the best bit is that I’m still going to be paid in pounds sterling, rather than weak dollars, as this London City Girl jets off to Wall Street.

The bank pays for everything, starting with a first-class flight and chauffeured airport arrival. A relocation specialist has been appointed to take care of my domestic arrangements and there’s even a swanky Manhattan loft apartment, owned by the ba


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