Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Ding dong the witch is gone!!!!!!

I'm really not 100% comfortable writing about this, but I'm throwing my good sense to the wayside to bask in a mini celebration. Go on and gather up some confetti. In lieu of hole punched colorful paper you can grab dust bunnies, bean bag filler or kitty litter. The point is to join me in gleeful expression.

Blondezilla has left the building!

I am no fool and we're all fully aware that you must be careful of what you wish for. This isn't something we, as a collective whole, did. SHE patterned her own destiny. Granted, none of us really knows the story of her demise/departure. Sincerely none of us seems to give two hoots and a damn of the why. She sauntered off without a good bye. She packed up her belongings and hit the road. Are we heartbroken? Absolutely not. Well, I guess I shouldn't speak for anyone else. I never kept my loathing for her a secret. We were amiable for the sole purpose of maintaining civility in the work place. That was often a difficult task.

She was someone who, as long as her ego was stroked and she wasn't questioned, all was fine. However, that genial manner could turn on a dime. Berating associates in front of patrons seemed to be a favorite pass time. Bad form, Blondezilla. Bad form.

I won't bore you with details of her heinous behavior. It's over. Her reign of tyranny has been guillotined.

If I had been given the chance I would have shared with her these parting words: Don't let the door hit'cha where the good Lord split'cha!

Now, we do the dance of joy!!


  1. Congratulations! You really hung in there with this. Here's hoping she doesn't return!

  2. Yay! I'm glad to hear the tyranny has come to an end. :)

  3. Nice! You deserve the Perfect Strangers dance, girl!

  4. Hallelujah!!!! Congratulations!


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