It's been done

This morning...we canned her. I felt bad, I even cried...but it just had to be done. We would have done it last week, but she was out sick until today. Last Wednesday she said she felt like shit, so I didn't think anything of it because she says she feels like shit every day. Turns out, she actually had the flu! So it gave my boss and I ample time to discuss her dismissal, look for a new person, interview a new person (THIS time it's a referral from a close friend) and train the new person. She'll be coming in a few more times for training and she'll officially start working here in two weeks. Wow. We're sneaky little bitches, aren't we?

Soon-to-be-let-go came in looking all gaunt and exhausted, with the usual scowl on her face. I was cordial, until my boss came in and sat her down for the talk. I felt all sorts of nervous and sad so I made a quick exit to the kitchen to make my coffee. I was still in earshot and heard my boss apologizing and her explaining her situation, through tears. Seems the troubles keeping her from doing her job properly are a little bigger than I thought. You were right, Witty, I don't think she is going to live in that mansion forever. Seems they're going to have to sell. Say it with me now, AAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!! I DO feel bad for them, it must be hard to have to scale down. But it's difficult for me to feel bad for anyone who owns a home in Californa right now. I'm just a little blinded by envy that I know I must get over. For now I'm gonna be a bitch... Awe, you're gonna have to sell and get something smaller, possibly without a yard the size of a baseball field. Boo-fucking-Hoo. Their house is not in forclosure or anything, they're just having a hard time because her husbands business is not doing that well. Not as well as he was doing when he worked for a big company, anyway. He was let go from that job, in the same industry, a few years back and decided to start his own business. Well, times change, businesses change, industries change...it sucks. But life must go on, huh.

I think that she was working just so they could keep up the lifestyle. I mean, you could tell little missy was used to the finer things in life. Well, not as fine as SOME, but... I had been to that giant house and saw that they were want for nothing. Sure, the kids are going to private school, the kids each have their own rooms filled with toys, there is nice furniture and antiques, missy charged lunch on the credit card almost every day, got her nails done...didn't look at all like they were struggling. It's because things have been going downhill for them, as they do for many people. They couldn't afford their lifestyle and keep that house as well. Yea. Boo-fucking-Hoo. It happens to the best of us, eh? Good thing her husband has a good head on his shoulders, right? Yea, count your blessings. We've all got problems. At least I don't have to hear about hers anymore.