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42 has had a rather busy day.
Over at the 7th Level of hell, Satan Incarnate finally gave me reason enough to fire her. Right after a rather silly incident I called her out on, she told me to “Fuck Off” and “Cram it up my gash” I calmly told her she must pack up her things and exit the building, we would no longer be needing her services NOW or else I’d have to have security come up.
Of course there was much ado about what an evil bitch I am and how unsupportive I am and how I am the perfect example of how not to be team player. She said in the dictionary under controlling they would find my photograph. I almost laughed out loud at the one but bit my lower lip instead.
Big Boss was in when it all happened but, of course, there we no witnesses. Just my word against hers. Considering her history and Big Boss’ growing suspicion that she was on drugs and the fact that she told me, her immediate supervisor, to go get stuffed, he didin’t make any attempt to tell me I’d made the wrong decision.
Satan decided she would explain her behavior to Big Boss herself by insinuating that it was not her fault at all that she is incompetent and could not perform her duties even after 8 months of training ON A DAILY BASIS UNTIL I WANTED TO END THE TORTURE AND SLIT MY OWN THROAT. Nor was it her fault that she made as many errors as she did rather, the chair she was assigned was very uncomfortable and gave her headaches so as to make it impossible to do anything correctly.
So, after she stormed out of the office, I had a chat with Bog Boss and filled him on all the other little details she was remiss in mentioning. The lads over in HR will have a laugh reading that tome over morning coffee before it is remanded to her personnel file forever until the earth dies a slow death I can assure you that.
Is it horrible of me to wish that she lists the 7th Level of Hell as professional reference?
mwaa haaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
