What a way to end the year! Just yesterday (day next-to-last of 2010) our roommate and closest living being (right along with Caprica and Gallifrey) was fired from her job. Some people might debate about whether it was deserved or not, and I think it’s a bit less debatable about whether due process was followed … the Devil is in the details. But to add insult to injury, I’ve known of at least one (maybe 2) persons who have outwardly and publicly rejoiced at her dismissal (who knew the Munchkins had moved from Oz to Earth and had become so daft all of a sudden? Oh, they already were daft… Turn to Wicked for answers).
Ding-dong the witch is dead! (besides, Elphaba was so much more!)
What’s interesting and different about this whole situation is that, although my initial reaction was the empathy rage that always fills me when I see an injustice or injury done to people I love, it eventually fizzed out. Of course it’s worrisome that our pockets will once more be a little bit tighter – what? You didn’t think we’d leave her out in the open, emotionally starved and alone. Why would we? We love having her around!
… and of course it’s infuriating that the people that planned this out to ensure my friend’s dismissal (all enveloped tightly in a hissy fit from the district manager) are the same group of people that swiftly turned my dream job into a living nightmare a year ago (all with the help of a broken leg at the wrong time, lousy managerial decisions, and eventually the demise of a friendship, going down in flames in front of clients and coworkers).
But somewhere, in the midst of all this unraveling of passions and emotions, a calm little center (who knows whence it came!) reminded me that: 1) this is not the end of all, 2) all things can be worked out, and 3) this is the perfect opportunity for my friend to finally break free from the chains of retail, and to start doing what she really wants to do.
Hell, she might have looked like she led a “pointless little life”, but those who say this know very little of the potential that simmers under the surface, sprouting wildly from canvas to canvas. I think it’s time to let that wild caged animal roam free. Her dismissal has offered the perfect opportunity for that.
So we must thank the idiots and fools who gloat and boast in their Facebook and Twitter accounts that they “have been finally ridden of the witch, ha-ha-ha!” Yeah. Her keepers. They’ve finally gone and set her free. Idiots and fools, they will never know the favor they did – if they knew, maybe their smug grins would melt off their faces. Let them live in oblivion.
Who needs to suffer fools anyway?
