Bitch two got the job. Thank god...oh so sweet as Bitch One has lost her alibi from September...justice is sweet.
What's more...Bitch One is accused of 'bullying' another memeber of staff in the department...and the top team...know.
They know everything.
Chief One and Two must be so stressed that this department is actually going to make the grade this year...
It's more exciting at my place of work than Coronation Street right now! Bitch One..yes the one who back stabbed and the one who lied and the one who ..I find out...told people...'I TOOK A FEW PILLS!!!!!' and 'I WAS BEING DRAMATIC!!!' is having an 'illness' monitored...and I know...in fact..I'll put money on it now...I know she'll turn this round to ...SHE is being bullied....and it's contributing to her illness....
Dram never got the job...shame...she needs to fuck off...she really does...
It was a particular type of evening on Thursday where the parents of the many plurals attended and it was a wonderful experience...moving and so wonderful.
I know where my passion lies...they were so wonderful and so lovely...so so glad, relieved, thankful I was back...I wish I could have bottled their high esteem for me...I wish , I wish.
And Bitch Two glowered as she listened...and of course Bitch One will have a full feed back...
But now Bitch Two sees light at the end of her tunnel...she will begin to unravel..and I know there may be a mess to clean up at the end..but I'm ready.
In other news:
I yearn for the human touch and I stamp my feet with impatience.
Mansion Man is off skiing somewhere affluent...
I feel relief with my silent phone.
Mr Estate Agent wanted closeness and contact on Thursday night...he sulked when I declined...why do men sulk??? G is exactly..well, was exactly the same!
Floyd Fan feeds my fruition and I still wait...
