Open Letter 8

[Spinderella]

Dear most lovely co-worker,

Your jealousy knows no bounds does it? I mean come on, you are making yourself look really bad by all the degrading things you say about me and others behind our backs all in an effort to deflect attention from your ineptness.

We don't care not one iota about what you do, when you do it, or how you do it...as long as it doesn't affect us, our paychecks or our relationships with our boss.

But I am putting you on notice...our boss is now seeing you for what you are and who you are, so I am convinced that your little 'district mole' role will not gain you any favor come 2009. Granted you are gorgeous to look at. Your smile is sirenlike, and your voice drips honey sugar but your words, your words are bitter, venom that is poison to any ear that hears them. You are nothing but a spreader of gossip, innuendo and outright lies.

I have never heard/seen such garbage wrapped in so beautiful a package...its actually frightening. Even moreso frightening, is the fact that you have gone out of your way to target us, your 'sistas'.

Accept it hater...the hater-nation you have tried to create is about to crumble at your feet. Our boss is about to squirt lemon in your bowl to breakdown some of that killer hyperglycemic syrup you've been serving.

No weapon formed, shall prosper...meaning that mouth of yours.

Merry X-mas, and I do mean 'X'. Dear lovely, gorgeous co-worker, there is nothing Christ-like about you.