I'm not making this up, I swear

So, the hilarious finance company has offered me a three month contract, as PA to the two most senior general managers. This also means I'm no longer G's (the Communications Manager That Can't Communicate) personal crisis-fixer, which she wasn't too happy about. She still comes past every five minutes or so, of course, just for my 'input on this communication' [tr: is this email intelligible?], and trying to slip a few extra projects my way, which makes my actual boss stalk out of his office, point at me, and say 'Mine!' very firmly. It's so cute. To prove it's not only the staff that she pisses off, this was how she told me a conversation with a client (woman, 80+, runs a seniors community radio program that the company has sponsored for a number of years) went at a function last night:G: 'And she was clearly angling for more money, yeah, of course [rolls eyes], so I told her that we were already spending as much on old people as we were going to, and can you believe it, she got really cranky! I mean, what else was I supposed to call them?'Me: 'Goodness me. Some people.'Good grief.