I once worked as an HR manager at a corporation. I performed well and was highly appreciated by the manager. At one point, our company had a vacancy for the head of housekeeping, and there was nothing “better” than offering my friend the post. She was a fantastic friend (at least, I thought so), but not so much as an employee.
And the manager kept saying to me, “What a worker you found for us…”

It got to the point where, in order to avoid hearing these criticisms, I started correcting my friend’s mistakes myself. She was often lauded, and the odd thing was that she took it for granted. I got the idea that she believed in herself and what a great worker she had become. It was both humorous and upsetting.
Then I went on maternity leave, and my manager retired.

Who do you believe was appointed as my replacement? Yes! My pal. She agreed, but she has no idea how to proceed. So she began contacting me, but I blocked her number. So she began visiting me, saying, “Do this and that; you know how to do it, but I don’t.” But I had a baby and didn’t care about her reports.
One day, she was dismissed. And it turned out to be my fault.