6/07/2005
Now the Man's Come to Take her Downstairs
Today's the big day...I know she's going to come back tomorrow with a sawed off shotgun and shoot us all. I've looked around for escape routes and have conceded that I'm as good as dead so just pray that she's not a good shot (we know her hearing is gone...hopefully her vision is on its way out too).
Revenue is down (big surprise there) so every department has to make a cut and how do you say "Sorry Crazy P, I know you have seniority and you're really counting on that health insurance but you're our 2%." You know what she's going to do? The same thing she does when R leaves her a note but on a larger scale. Imagine the worst fit a five year old can throw-complete with slamming, crumpling, tears and "whatevers"-performed by a woman in her late 40's. I think many ceramic cats will lose their lives on this day.
We've all known for a week and a half that today was the day but the Powers That Be decided they didn't want to ruin her vacation (nevermind that she could have used that time to find a new job instead of batting at catnip or whatever she does with her free time).
And here she is telling us about her vacation and her new kittens and she's all "were you alright without me?" and I'm sick to my stomach trying to be extra friendly. A smile on my face, a listening ear and all I want to do is yell "Run P! Run as fast as you can and take your insurance with you!"
posted at 8:53 AM
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