A feud's brewing

Got in to work super early this morning. I'm thinking, its a Thursday, its raining out, its going to be a quiet day. I was way off. Around 10a.m., one of my coworkers comes in to our office and asks if any of us went to the Christmas party. To which the 3 people in my office at the time reply, "What Christmas party?" So an invite was extended to us by a certain hospital and some of the doctors who refer their patients to us. The invite was to NHPME, not just NHP. So all of the managers, the pharmacists, techs, and the employees in the supply department were invited. What about the billing department, the department that brings in all the money to this little shitty place, you ask???? Of course, once again, we were not included in this little get together. Barb gets pissed when she hears about this, because she's the one who spends most of her day on the phone with these doctors, trying to get forms from them, so NHPME can get their money. She's the forms supervisor and not a word was said to her about the party. I know she would've loved it. Just to meet some of these doctors, nurses, etc. Put faces to some of the names we see over and over again, faces to the voices she hears almost everyday. Its called common courtesy. I'm sure most of us wouldn't have attended (I know I wouldn't), but an invite would've been nice.

I know it may seem childish that we're all upset about it, but it happens all the time. So many things and events go on in that office that we (billing) are excluded from. And we're the ones who clean up their fucking messes when they screw up. And just the other day, they had an office pizza party. Yet again, not a word was said to us. No phone call upstairs, "Would you guys like to come down for a slice, a cup of soda???" Not even a fucking chip. We only found out they were having a party when the food arrived. But when we have anything going on upstairs, they're the first ones in line to get food. So yes, a feud's brewing. I'm just going to sit back and wait for someone to tip the pot over. This should be very interesting. Barb wants to stage a walk-out on the 23rd. I don't think that's going to happen. In the meantime, we're trying to think of other ways to protest. Talking to the managers is pointless because they're the ones who create these problems. They're so nonchalant about everything. This place is annoying. I feel sorry for the ones who have to deal with this for years to come.