Thursday, October 30, 2008


Y finally came in after being gone for several weeks. my assistant took her aside to speak to her, and then after that i wound up speaking to her as well. it wasn't very productive. she said that everything was fine and that the poem didn't mean anything. i said it must have meant something, but she maintained that it meant nothing and that she had written it with her friends just joking around. i said i didn't find the poem particularly funny. she shrugged, and then there was nothing left to say.

so that was that.

1 comment:

*Bitch Cakes* said...

That's so sad. Let's hope it doesn't turn into a story we hear on the news. These things tend to escalate. They do not simply cease.