I Hate Office Politics

At my workplace there's currently a power play between a senior coworker of mine and our head supervisor. The senior coworker is always undermining our boss and trying to get him fired, and our supervisor is trying to do the same with my coworker. Now, this war's been going on for so long that everyone I work with has already chosen a side in the interest of keeping their career. I, on the other hand, dug in my heels bc I was absolutely determined to remain neutral. I was the last hold-out. Both men are self-centered, devious, manipulative, and power hungry; it was like deciding between a serpent and a roaring lion (to use biblical terms). So I stayed neutral.

Then, last weekend, the serpent struck me in the heel for the last time. Fearing for my career, I verrrrry reluctantly wrote a formal complaint against my senior coworker. All formal complaints are handed directly to my supervisor, so I found him in his office and when he realized who I was complaining against, his face split into a huge grin and he eagerly shut his office door, shielding us from prying eyes and thanking me for "taking a stand" and "helping [him] to root out corruption in the lower ranks." I felt gross, knowing that with this complaint, I had officially allied myself with the lion. I was flattered, praised, etc etc before being allowed to leave the office, and I left with my skin crawling, feeling dirty in an unpleasant way.

I need a shower. I HATE office politics.