Dear Bitch

Yikes…

I just happened upon a blog written by my ex-boss from hell.

This woman was truly evil. The only person in the world I would wish a brutal horrible death on.

I’m sitting here reading her blog, and listening to her prattle on about how “wonderful” her life is now that she is a “stay-at-home-mom” to her two “wonderful” boys.

Keep in mind, this woman resembles Faith Hill, has a MBA and a Law Degree. She is a corporate lawyer, or should I say…”was”. Her mind must surely be turning to lawyer jell. I’m secretly or not so secretly laughing about what an idiot she is.

I’m going back in forth in my head about posting a zillion nasty comments on her blog, or sending her a super nasty email. Probably I won’t do either, but I really want to. She is the most self centered person I’ve ever met, and now she has kids! Can you imagine what sort of beasties this woman will turn out?

I spent the very last weekend I had with my dad; worrying about the crap she was putting me through at work. They had “written” me up on a bunch of manufactured stuff, and I had to sit down and go through all my records, emails and time cards to save my own reputation, and basically avoid being fired. I know she did this just for laughs. She was the type of person that you could submit some written piece of work to, and she would redline the heck out of it. So for fun, my friends at work and I started submitting work to her that she had already redlined, and you would think that she find those perfect. She still redlined the crap out of her own corrected work, just to make other people look stupid.

Part of me wants to write her an email saying:

"Dear Biotch….

It’s coming up on the 5th year anniversary since I birthed my son, if you remember correctly; this is when you really started messing with me and my life in earnest.

You’ve taught me so much.

I have to thank you. You have set the bar so high on how bad a boss can be, that now no one can live up to YOU.

You have also taught me that if I can get through the hell you put me through for 3 years, I can get through anything.

I see you have children, I pity them. You may claim to love them, and you might even think that you do, but you have no concept of what real love is. They will grow up to be every bit as shallow and simple minded as you are. The very fact that you can write about Darfur in the same post as Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt is testament enough to your inner ineptness at being a real human.

So, should I take the high road, and just ignore you, or should I let all my anger out at you and hopefully make you collapse in a heap of tears, which I find funny, but impossible since you have no soul to begin with.

Signed,

Old Crone"