I used to be a receptionist in an office and then moved up to an assistant position. For a while, it seemed like we had a rotation of temps in the position after me, who either didn't want the job, or who just weren't the right fit.
Unfortunately for me, that meant that I was constantly being pulled back up to the front desk to train every new person that showed up, even though it was no longer a part of my job description.
Finally, I passed along the resume of a girl whom I had known in college. We weren't really friends--more acquaintances really and had simply lived in the same dorm at one point in time.
Needless to say, I trained her and determined that I would finally wash my hands of the whole reception situation. I was so happy that she would be the new go-to gal from here on out.
Then one day, she called me up to the front desk to cover for her her. I walked up there--a little annoyed that I seemed to still be stuck at reception no matter what I did. She very quietly told me, "So, you're watching the phone lines for so-and-so," and I cheerfully said, "No problem!"
As she was packing up her stuff, the executive who originally hired me for the position--the guy to whom I'd passed her resume and also someone I considered a friend--walked up to the desk and in a very business-like voice bid her adieu while handing her what essentially were her walking papers.
That's right, I was unwittingly forced to witness part of the process of her getting fired. It was so embarrassing having to awkwardly tell her goodbye and wish her well when all I wanted to do was scurry back to my desk.
How awful and uncomfortable for you.