Right about this morning when former Boss Boss's secretary emailed me and asked if I could check with land people and see if they'd rent my current apartment (in which all my crap is still in) to New Guy who bumped me out of my job. SERIOUSLY. Yes, She did. Somehow ME, who had to leave MY DREAM JOB, is now helping New Guy who caused me to leave MY DREAM JOB find an apartment. Why? because I am a schmuck.
One friend (former coworker) said I was nicer than she and seriously, how could she ask me that?
Another friend demanded to know what the guy wanted next... a Kidney. To which I responded, if he does, he's getting Twin's cause it ain't like anyone can tell the difference!
And then
iammightee said that that was just BEYOND the Beyond.