Valentine Venom – Part Two


And so to today, Valentine’s Day.

It was time for Gillian to be punished for her three prior transgressions where she had wounded me.

Gillian who thinks she is far more capable in her position as head of her department than she actually is. Gillian who adopts the role of involved mentor, caring boss, attentive listener and champion of the oppressed.


All part of her facade and I saw through it a long time ago.

She is a Mid Range Narcissist. Of course, she does not know it. She is one of the Angels With Dirty Faces 

Thinks she cares but snipes about others behind their backs, raises complaints that she has been overlooked in some regard (and always plays the equality card to do so) and issues global e-mails in that typical passive aggressive manner whilst sucking up the fuel from her dedicated appliances who regard her as some champion of women’s rights in the workplace.) If only they knew.

If only they knew she only does it for those Prime Aims. She is reasonably effective at maintaining her facade in front of her underlings so they look at her with starry-eyes and declarations of loyal dedication. I know of her unguarded comments about the “oompa loompas” (a section of perma-tanned support staff) and her contempt for a particular section of her department that she inherited and would rather do without but they are all female and therefore too damaging to her facade if she were to jettison them. I know the real reasons she created the book club at the business (all female of course). I know how she flirts with particular colleagues, but always denies she is doing so (“We just get along very well”, “We connect as friends, nothing more.”) There are holes in the facade and they will be exploited, but all in good time.

What I also know about is the fact that her long-term partner, Ted or Tony or is it Toby, begins with a T anyway, is emasculated and long-suffering. Under the auspices of business development Gillian engages in intimate interactions with men ranging from flirtation and cock-teasing through to corporate conference shagathons. She has a gaggle of admirers who think they have a chance of something concrete with her and she absolutely revels in the attention she receives from them but also in ensuring colleagues know all about it. Gillian always shows off the thoughtful gifts which arrive at the office sent by these admirers. She flounces through the business clutching the latest bouquet with a look of delight plastered all over her face. She gathers her coterie together to tell them about the invitations to Wimbledon, Glyndebourne or the Emirates Stadium and of course there then follows the dissection of the event following her attendance. Of course she pretends she is loyal to Ted/Tony/Toby and states “I cannot help it if other men wish to be generous towards me, who wouldn’t say yes? Of course all they get from me is my company,” she asserts in her righteous St Gillian manner.

(Tell that to the director at PrimeCorp whose back was raked by her talons that all he got was her company. )

So today is one of those days where Gillian will arrive at the office in great expectation for the fuel fest that always develops on Valentine’s Day. A day of flowers, expensive bottle of fragrance, wine, jewellery and similar all couriered to the business, a consequence of the desire for anonymity, discretion and practicality.

Gillian will be expecting to turn her office into a florist’s shop. She expects to be inviting her team to ooh and aah at the luscious gift sets from Harvey Nick’s, praising the impeccable choice of those admirers. Every year it happens and it is sickening.

But it did not happen this year.

It did not happen this year because Gillian needed to be punished.

It did not happen this year because Gillian’s expectation became mild curiosity which gave way to puzzlement and became annoyance and then the tears. Oh how they flowed, hunched over her desk, her shame rampant as she let those tears flow crying for herself naturally but blame-shifting by saying she had been promised this and that and how could they be so rude and impolite.

Her office was devoid of the effects of admiration and romance. Even worse, all around her others received the flowers, the confectionery and the expensive flourishes. They were elated and she felt eroded.

Her coterie clucked and gathered around suggesting that the fault must lie with the couriers and today was of course a very busy day and the gifts will most likely come tomorrow. She snapped at some, unable to contain her own ignited fury as she continued to be wounded by the failure of these admirers to deliver as usual. The carefully constructed caring facade was punctuated by these moments of sharp, heated fury until the startled and apologetic response from a secretary or analyst gave her the fuel to address the wounding to some degree so her fury abated. She descended into her immense Pity Play lapping up the sympathy as she fought to address the wounding caused by this immense systemic failure. Her world was collapsing but the fuel from her coterie was flowing and it needed to. Of course Gillian was oblivious to what was really occurring, she just saw this as the treachery and nastiness of men, the slippery nature of players who were only after one thing. Her invective flicked from a scathing appraisal of self-centred alpha males as she engaged in projection and blame-shifting to then explaining why it hurt so much (“He (being Toby/Tony/Ted tries, he really does but you know what it can be like, it gets predictable and he doesn’t mind that I get all this attention, he knows it is part of the job.” – Sure he does, you mean he dare not complain otherwise he ends up with a glacial silent treatment for two weeks).

One of her special days has been utterly ruined. Marvellous.

I ensured I was at the business today to witness this unravelling and most of all to savour the delicious fuel that has flowed steadily and in large amounts for most of the day. Why? Because this was my fuel. I caused it. Gillian does not know, but that does not matter – I know I caused it and thus the frustration, the annoyance, the irritation and most of all the misery is all fuel for me.

Our Head Receptionist is Tania. A capable lady who runs a tight ship of efficient and effective receptionists. The smiling and engaging face of the hidden darkness of the business. Tania is a Super Empath – no doubt about it. Fair, honest and supportive and willing to move mountains to assist, but mess her around, lack gratitude or worst of all, belittle her team’s contribution to what the business achieves and ka-boom,  Tania strikes back.

Tania is one of my Lieutenants. She is well-rewarded for her contribution to the smooth running of the Tudor Empire within the business. My requests jump the queue, information is obtained for me, favours readily carried out. Oh, it comes with a price but it is one which is very much worth paying. So much flows through the reception team of an organisation that they are absolutely crucial to recruit to the cause.

And one of the many things that flows through reception are deliveries.

When that third wounding was occasioned by Gillian, I applied my mind to how I would punish her and as I was checking my diary and saw V-Day approaching I knew that this day was the most appropriate one to exact that revenge over her.

I was pushing on an open door with Tania. Already a Lieutenant and she hates Gillian for her hypocrisy (ha – if only she knew!) and high-handed haughtiness towards her and her team. She also heard Gillian slating reception without foundation and thus her anticipation at what would pass was almost as great as my own.

Tania was instructed that all deliveries of bouquets for Gillian should have the card removed and replaced with an alternative one (suitably mysterious and always anonymous) and then delivered to a different recipient in the business. All other gifts would be checked to ensure there was no reference which would cause a problem and once suitably vetted either retained by Tania and her team or sent to somebody else in the business to delight them instead.

Accordingly, the usual and expected dozen or so of deliveries meant for Gillian never reached her and went somewhere else. Many surprises were had today. Of course the items were signed for so the couriers could not be blamed for non-delivery if, in the unlikely event somebody queried if delivery had been effected.

None of the givers would ask if she had received the gifts, after all, they were always sent  anonymously. Gillian would not embarrass herself by even trying to ascertain from those she expected gifts from, if they had sent them for fear of additional rejection and wounding. Nor would she contemplate checking if there had been deliveries with reception – she would not engage direct with reception (her p.a. always did) and besides she knew Tania disliked her and therefore, as the cowardly Mid-Ranger she is, she would not want reception knowing she was bothered by the non-arrivals.

A simple interception and hugely effective.

And so today, so far, has proven its usual brilliant self for the games to be played and the fuel to flow.

As I left the business earlier, I saw Gillian sat at her desk, which seemed stark and bare compared to how it might ordinarily look on Valentine’s day and as I strode past, buoyed with the fuel from her (and others) I looked at her through the glass panels of her office and locked eyes with her. The dejection and defeat in her eyes sent a further shot of fuel in my direction and I raised both my hands making two Vs with my fingers.

Not the V-sign which is the British insult.


V for victory.

Two Vs – Valentine Venom.




97 thoughts on “Valentine Venom – Part Two”

  1. Ha ha ha ha ha. Love it.

    “Tania was instructed that all deliveries of bouquets for Gillian should have the card removed and replaced with an alternative one (suitably mysterious and always anonymous) and then delivered to a different recipient in the business. All other gifts would be checked to ensure there was no reference which would cause a problem and once suitably vetted either retained by Tania and her team or sent to somebody else in the business to delight them instead.”

    Victory for HGT!

  2. Brilliant, HG! A Greater sticking it to a mid-ranger is a beautiful thing! Perhaps, you can start providing revenge services to us empaths to teach lessons to lessers and mid-rangers most of us got entangled with. Just like you take delight in weaponizing empaths against narcs, I would take delight in seeing narcissists tearing into other narcissists!

    1. I can and do explain how to do this, after explaining how it has to be done at the right time and that such action is not always suitable for everybody.

      1. Then again there are those who can’t bear the thought of someone working so painstakingly and with tireless precision and effort to succeed in perpetrating a scheme ,not to be compensated for their efforts that seems so un_just “Victorus aut Mortis”

  3. I enjoyed this story very much HG! I’m happy to know I’m not the only one not getting anything for Valentines Day! Especially when it’s someone like that! 🌹Happy Valentines Day HG, and everyone else on the blog. 😘

  4. I’ll let you know when Admin Assistant’s Day is coming up in April so you can treat Tania to an extra special treat USA style. She earned it and it will get you more brownie points with her for the next time. lol
    Very interesting blow-by-blow of a Mid-Ranger in crisis done in the office setting.
    Nicely done!

  5. Don’t feel sorry for Gillian, that’s like feeling sorry for Cathy or Heathcliff. No cards or flowers for me, but no hoovering either very happy.
    Never disrespect the receptionist!

  6. Are you sure your contempt for Gillian isn’t caused by sexual tension and her refusal to bang you? Also your jealousy for Toby/Tony/Ted (Tubby?!) ?

  7. When you play with fire… you have to expect to get burned. I recall saying to myself- kathleen-this is dangerous-someone’s going to get hurt and quite likely me. And yep. The N doesn’t get hurt. Gillian seems to play hardball and well, sometimes you strike out.

  8. Im so glad i dont work in an environment like that. Basically a narcpit. Narc against narc ughhh
    Congrats on seeing her miserable what a win! 👍

  9. HG- I get you are pissed with her- but really it is beneath you to let it get to you like this– she is beneath you and you know it and said it. Let it go (or is that just an empathic thing?)

      1. HG – that is so awesome…I am totally embroidering that saying and hanging it on my wall!!!l

  10. Lol. It’s probably horrible of me to laugh at this. But I did. And thinking of the other people who received unexpected surprises that they may not have otherwise, and the pleasure they must have felt, puts a smile on my face. But.. it was cruel. Then again if Gillian is a mid range narcissist, did she kind of reap what she sowed??

  11. Ha ha.. I find myself cheering you on HG. Way to go! In this case at least you hurt someone who hurts others. I’m on your side!

  12. Is it wrong that I was gloating a narc was getting served? HG, do you think Tania knows what Gillian is or does she simply dislike her for being a biatch towards her staff?

      1. Oh, HG, you rascal. Something has just dawned on me. This is the way a smear campaign works, isn’t it? You tell us a story about a big bad meany who did you wrong and we jump on board, partly because the person is supposedly a narc and partly because we like to correct the wrongdoing and put an empathic band-aid over your scraped ego-knee. Well played, sir, well played.

      2. It is one way by which a smear campaign might well be deployed – the principles you have identified are applicable.
        Of course it is not applicable in this instance because you do not know the individuals involved and nor do I require your band-aids.

  13. I’ve worked with my share of Gillians. So I can imagine that your revenge was as sweet as her misplaced candy. That was some pretty clever planning, HG, and I bet your concerted effort with Tania left her feeling pleased as well. Certainly, it would have been difficult to keep a straight face watching Gillian’s ego deflate before your eyes.

    But I’m curious if your Super Empath accomplice felt guilty afterwards? That always seems to happen to us non-Greaters after a bit of time passes. And if so, how did The Great Conspirator console her?

      1. I understand. Now I’m really looking forward to reading Revenge.

        If I can lose the conscience for a few days, I’m gonna get him back, Tudor Style.

  14. Now this is what I want to see. Narcissists targeting narcissists. Let the bitchy Mid-ranger weep in her cube.

    Cue the violin…..

  15. I realize you said Tania “hated” Gillian, but you know that line is thin for empaths. Besides, aren’t most women fickle in general? I think there’s some line about it being our prerogative or something.

    But seriously, thank you for sharing what it felt like to experience Gillian’s attempts to belittle you, however futile they were. I can see how those triggers take you back to a time of innocence. For me, that was a very touching component to your story.

    I sense you don’t often want sympathy there as it is likely a reminder of past pain, but this is what touches me most… thinking of how wounded we all are… how contempt can bring out our animalistic, self-defensive traits faster than our adrenaline can keep up.

    I’m eager to learn more about how certain events trigger these wounds. And of course, I’m always open to being entertained by your mischievousness.

  16. hmmmmm…… I think you pushed this too far for me. Some credibility is lacking and your jealousy is far to obvious! You like her- and she is not interested………

    1. Not at all. I am not envious of her and nor am I interested in her apart from gaining some fuel from her as a NISS that is tormented. She deserved it.

  17. I loved these new V-articles. Entertaining to say the least. There is still so much to learn. It is incredible that you can use an innocuous celebration such as V-day to draw fuel from all kinds of sources and to take revenge at the same time!
    If Gillian’s targets knew it was you, they would be more than grateful. It is good to see that there is some justice in this world. I would have not expected it coming from a narcissist, though. But as you say, there is no loyalty among your Kind.

    1. I ma pleased you liked them EB. Yes, the pleasure of the other recipients was a collateral consequence of Gillian’s richly deserved punishment.

      1. Hello Mrs. Tudor. How are you today? Not that I care! Your son is amazing! No thanks to you!!

    1. Susi would you feel different if it was an Empath instead of HG?

      It was a brilliant move on HGs part, Gillian reaped what she sowed and others benefited and had their day brightened, I would gather Tania made sure those that recieved gifts deserve them.

    2. From my perspective, it is a fairy tale, because:
      1) The villain was served (Gillian);
      2) Another ‘villain’ (maybe a byronean anti hero could be a better ‘label, but anyway) was responsible for her fall, therefore the heroes remain unstrained – how convenient, right?
      3) All employees got gifts, yay!
      4) The people who beleive in Gillian’s façade had an oportunity to witness her true colours;
      5) Gillian was wounded in her ego only, not physically or economically;
      6) Mr Tudor healed his previous wounds by hurting another narc, therefore without the need to toy with/devalue empaths, co-dependents or doormats;
      7) No animals were harmed during this production.

  18. Dear Mr Tudor,
    Part 1 was grippingly nail biting, hence the popcorn 😂
    I would’ve so conspired with you. That was absolutely brilliant! Fabulous idea! Win win situation all round.
    You received fuel from her reaction, fuel from every recipient in your office, you’ve received fuel from your personal entourage, fuel from us …. all in all, a very fuel filled day … well done!
    Happy VD Mr Tudor, you certainly made my day, loved it!❤️ 🌹

  19. Narc on Narc retaliation. This was a stroke of pure genius on your part, HG! Well done on a brilliant victory.

  20. I found myself thoroughly enjoying reading this. From your description of Gillian, to the planning of her “punishment.” It’s still putting a smile on my face when I think about all those people being surprised with gifts and her sitting there not understanding why her day did not go as planned.

  21. Hi HG. Would you ever consider targeting Tanya in any shape or form? I mean, as a Super-Empath she must have fuel galore for you. Or, do you already get the fuel you need from her by turning her into your co-conspirator/flying monkey? Just curious about the dynamics between the two of you.

      1. Hi HG, if Gillian ever got the whiff of the fact that her humiliation was your brain-child, from your experience, how would she react? Are mid-rangers capable of something similar to what you pulled on her or would she just huff, puff and try to blow your house down playing the victim card through her smear campaign against you?

        And last, but not least, how far fetched would it be to expect you throwing Tanya to the wolves and blaming it all on her?

      2. She would play the victim card and
        (1) Look to curry support (and of course fuel) from her Coterie (and others where she felt confident she could) based on my actions and how hurtful it was. Thus she would tell all who will listen.
        (2) Instigate some kind of complaint against me through the business and do her usual tactic of making it a gender/sex issue – hence a further reason why I have had no compulsion to engage with her in an intimate manner. I have no need to and a clear reason not to.
        (3) She would try to strike back in some way – most likely trying to do so within the context of the business.

        If I deemed it necessary Tania is expendable. It is highly unlikely that this will be necessary.

      3. Excellent insight into the mischievous mind of Mercury. Fantastic, frightening fun (for whom?!) Mesmerising in any case.

        Actually, I wondered if at some point you had rebuffed an amorous attempt on her part and that was the source of her disapproving your proposal?

        I too appreciated the insight into the description of the wounding the most.. how wonderful it would be if you could access your magnificence yourself in these moments… I mean.. how much energy saved.. for more worthy pursuits?

        I know. I should just give up.

      4. “If I deemed it necessary Tania is expendable. It is highly unlikely that this will be necessary.” – HG Tudor

        Don’t mess with Tania, HG, especially if she makes your coffee.

  22. Hahaha, nice one HG!
    I enjoyed this! One for the admins and of course, HG! Those plastic Gillians of the world need some toying with from time to time. It was fun reading a greater getting on over a midrange.

    I bet you are a blast around the office.


  23. I cant say i feel sorry for gillian but i also know that tania should watch her back bc she could be in the line of fire. Either thru future devaluments from either HG or gillian. Also she just sided with HG and is owned now. Not a good position to be in. Its better imo to stay neutral and not get actively involved. Office politics have to be the most stressful 😣

    1. HG already owned her, narc affair, and she is an NISS so she will experience an elongated golden period: fury is capped, she is painted white and is part of his facade, plus, she is less likely to go stale and, remember, HG can be protective of his assets, so she may be afforded “protection” from Gillian. Think: Mafia Lieutenant.

      1. Hi k…first and foremost never trust a narcissist. That i learned on here long ago. Tania will be safe as long as she goes along with what HG wants which is why she is now owned. The first time she is in a situation where shes not comfortable doing what shes told she will face consequences and more than likely her job.
        You bring up the mafia and there is a prime example they turn on each other all the time and in true narc fashion there are no bonds or true loyalties.
        Remember were appliances to be used and discarded when we no longer serve our purpose.

      2. narc affair
        I have a sneaking suspicion that she has been one of HG’s appliances for a while. If he gets a cup of coffee from you every day, you are one of his appliances (NITS). However, you have a point the, the Mafia is very narcissistic and she is expendable and nobody likes swimming with the fishes while wearing a pair of cement shoes.

      3. Jess
        Thanks for the laugh! I am working on my postgraduate thesis: Narcissistic Abuse, The Antecedent to The Empath’s Revenge.

  24. I gave the flying monkey the Valentine Bomb A Court Date the immigrant Narc gets an Anniversary Gift of the Same Except Guests from the I.C.E and E.R.U will be the guests of Honor While live entertainment charted will be the Display of bullets hitting the Narc By The Monkeys court Evidence which clearly show the Narc to Be a fraud at his interview with DHS.the Guilt finding of the Monkey Aka the dirty faced Angel is the bomb and clealy exposes the Narc as a guilty of Moral turpitude with a bare behind hope he has a butt courtier he will need one

    1. Countries do not mess around with this type of FRAUD players perhaps I should Pack him a Soap on a rope_This evidence Proves he violated his conditional terms yp [rove the Bona- fide Marriage to Authorities lied about everything and he will have presented to him a copy of his fraud signed by him on a hand written statement and a stack of supporting evidence that proves his guilt as well as the accessory to the crime bythe monkey as in willfull intentional partcipation with the Narc to deceive Homeland Security Both of which incur Mighty Hefty Fines and Prison Sentences until it is cleared for him tho return to his country after the war ehere ge will neber be eligibke to immigrat anywhere again BOMB VOYAGE is my version of Bon voyage I won’t elaborate the package by a bow embellishment

    1. It wasn’t immediately apparent that she was Mid Range but I recognised she was likely to be of our kind and it did not take long before all of the relevant indicators presented themselves. Her ostentatious and manufactured behaviours indeed being one.

  25. This is the first entry of yours which to me, makes you sound a bit like a victim. We (the readers) have taken on the role of you (HG) in listening and counseling you through a consultation.( even though it ends in delightful revenge for the victim (you) ) I don’t know. Your tone has changed slightly.

    1. No, what I have done is detail the narrative of the events combined with the description of the dynamics using the now familiar terminology. That’s the difference.

  26. I rather prefer looking at the contents of this post than giving an interpretation or a moral value to it. I find this approach more useful .

    This post is a clear cut example of how the narcissistic pillars of a Mid range narcissist can be toppled in “one fell of a sweep ” in the seek of revenge:
    I can detect the toppling of several narcissistic pillar with just “one” movement: i.ex.: status, entitlement,superiority,omnipotence and most of all attention seeking.

    As this example shows, this can effectively be done by a narcissist (lacking empathy and remorse) who:
    1. Is aware of his/her narcissism
    2. Has knowledge of how other narcissist schools function by long term observations and interactions knowing exactly which pillars have to be toppled.
    3. Has a high degree of calculation

    It will be harder for an empath (or a non-narcissist) to do this but not impossible if:
    1. The empath has really reached the point of Zero Impact. Being this the sine qua non condition.( In case of retaliation from the narcissist bouncing back if the narcissist gets to know who is behind the blows).
    2. The empath has obtained enough knowledge on NPD to detect precisely which pillars to attack for that specific narcissist spotting which school he/she belongs to.

    This will require from the empath a lot of planning( to be able to remain anonymous and not be discovered being the one behind these blows deployed to the narcissist)observation,learning and most of all a change in mind set in order to reach Zero Impact.

    Not an easy task for the empath, something that could be risky if not having the skill and knowledge to do it properly.

    I think the contents of this post would be more educational and giving if one reads the book Revenge!

    1. Superxena

      Completely agree with your post and Revenge is an excellent book (and guide for the few who have acheived zero impact).

    2. SuperXena, this is a great insight. Zero Impact is indeed the sine qua non for any revenge that may be undertaken. The so-called catch 22 is, however, once zero impact is reached, a lot of times, there is no longer any desire to pursue anything. There is just indifference. The narc ceases to matter at all. He becomes inconsequential. I am speaking from my experience as I was briefly entangled with another narc, not the one who brought me here. I am at zero impact with him and I just don’t care to expend any energy on him at all. Conversely, I feel both anger and still a lot of care and affection for the most recent narc. I was in a unique position that I could have really inflicted a substantial blow on his seduction of the new IPPS (I was not the previous IPPS. I was never the IPPS at all). He would not have expected anything of that nature from me because he sees me as loyal and I would have had a greater chance of being believed unlike anything the “crazy” ex could have said and did say. I also could have tried to help the ex in her pursuit of justice but I stayed away and never got involved. I was too loyal to him even knowing what he was. I cared too much about him to act against him. To this day, I have remained loyal to him and never let on I know what is going on. I still care about him and that stands in the way of me trying to exert any revenge. It is not in my nature to hurt others, especially, those I care about. So this is indeed a catch 22. On the one hand, I wish I could avenge myself and teach him a few lessons but because I am not at zero impact with him, I can’t. If, however, I reach it, most likely, I will just not care to do so anymore.


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