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  • I'd been working at the company for three years. My boss had recently been elected to office - State Represenative for the 125th district. In addition to his abdicating all responsibility for his company - three other full-time people had left and so the work of four full-time people landed on my desk. Needless to say, I was suffering from burn-out in no time. In order to help me with the piles of paperwork on my desk, so high I couldn't see over the tops of them, my boss hired Sandy.

    Sandy came to us from the banking industry. She was about seven years younger then I was. She didn't seem to hold a real position at the company. She couldn't "do" anything and it soon became apparent to me that she wasn't expected to do anything - well, except decorate the office - she did do that.

    Sandy had no background in what she was hired to do. She couldn't pass the license test. She couldn't speak proper English - saying, yeah, I seen that - which always made me cringe. But she looked good - the 10K she spent on size D boobs and the veneers on her teeth had paid off. I know this because I took her paycheck from my secretary's desk and held it to the window. My jaw dropped open when I read the amount - almost twice what I was being paid.

    Curiosity killed the cat and my career with the firm. I couldn't concentrate on my work - while this poofball painted her fingernails at her desk I was busting my ass for half of the pay. After my corporate spying on her pay, it took about a month before I gave notice. I thought about a lawsuit for the politically upwardly mobile boss - charging him with ageism or something - but didn't have the energy for it. I just quit. But I learned a valuable lesson as well.

    My parting gift to my boss was to take a chewed up tootsie roll and strategically place it in the zen sand garden in his office. A virtual cat turd to remember me by. The zen garden never got raked - probably a present from someone who didn't know what to buy the man who had everything. I am sure it took him several months to discover. Even so, I think he will be able to guess where it came from.

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