His new boss is the posterboard for bitchy women bosses. She combines a rude and sharp-tongued demeanor with a deep streak of poor judgement and fear of being blamed for anything.
He seems to be doing a decent job though he is lacking all confidence and hasnt done this kind of work before.
We are stuck at the same old thing. We have nothing to do together and do not talk much. I'm tired of hearing "I'm going to be laid off" stories from him. I do not think it very remiss if we should just have fun once in a while. BUt fun is not a word in his vocabulary. And it certainly is not going to be in his vocabulary at this point in time.
But something is going on parallel to all this work and home unhappiness. He is sick. Its creeping up so gradually that he does nothing about it.
