I have been accused of being a cold-hearted bitch at work. I can be. When someone gets fired, I tend to have very little sympathy. I am of the belief that in order to get fired, you really have to do some serious crap. Actually, you have to do some serious crap, get warned, then do it again, go on final, do it again, THEN get fired. So, I have little sympathy for most.

Then, why am I at a loss for words because the person I work for on the Regional level "has left the employ" of my company? Am I suddenly developing compassion? Is there a heart that beats in that dark cavern called my soul? What the hell is wrong with me?

To be honest, I don't feel like the wind was taken out of my sails; more like the wind died down. There is a bit of a relief that I no longer have to deal with her. But also, there is a bit of wary as to who I will have to deal with after her. I hate to see her go but I also hate to see her not be there. I wonder if it would have been different if she quit on her accord? Maybe she did and we are not being told so. It is highly unlikely. But what the hell did she do to get there?

I feel so many things right now. Some of which I cannot even put into words. It feels strange. I do feel for her. She may already have something lined up but I am not sure. But then again, you have to do some really messed up stuff to be "released". I hate these feelings. It was so much easier for me when I was just some cold-hearted bitch. Later.  ¶ 11:55 PM