recognition for a job well done

Doris is the office manager at my place of employment. She's a nice lady who takes a lot of pride in her job. She moved her way up through the ranks and has been there for quite some time. She's well liked by the folks that work there and has become sort of like a mother figure to everyone.

Naturally, you'd assume that someone as kind, hardworking, and loyal as Doris would be rewarded for her years of service. This is what she got.

It started this past Saturday. One of Doris' friends, who was an ex-employee of the company and had worked there with Doris, noticed something on the internet while searching through some job openings on one of those employment sites. She gave Doris a call and told her to check out a certain listing that she ran across. So Doris proceeded to surf on over to the site. And what she found was a listing for a job opening at our company. The job opening that our boss was accepting applications for just happened to be Doris' job. Which all would have made perfect sense if Doris had resigned.

But she hadn't.

So Doris found out that for all her years at the company, and all the effort and hard work that she put in, she was being replaced. And rather than being told by our boss that this was in the works, she found out by stumbling across the opening for her job on the internet.

To her credit, she printed out the ad, stapled it to her letter of resignation, and slapped it down upon the Old Twit's desk Monday morning. And that old twit boss of ours just sat behind her desk, slowly read through both sheets of paper, then spun around in her chair and began working on her computer, ignoring Doris for the rest of the day. Doris was offered no explanation, apology, or plea to reconsider quitting...not that she would kept her job at that point.

And as I sat at my desk today and watched the procession of applicants walk in to interview for Doris' job, I realized that our boss is really much too evil to simply be labeled 'Old Twit'. She may very possibly be Satan, or at least Satan's senile and slightly psychotic sister. Either way, I need to find a way out of hell fast.