Sharpie's Last Day

Hey guys, it's me, Mavvy. Colormist and Sharpie have bestowed the honor of contributing to the sacred blog upon me. Which is a pretty big deal, considering that when I first started Colormist was convinced I was in cahoots with Stepzilla. ;)

Today was Sharpie's farewell lunch, organized by none other than Stepzilla herself. Since Sharpie couldn't have cared less about the affair, it was decided by the sales ladies and Stepzilla that we would go to Macaroni Grill. When Sharpie and I arrived at the restaurant, Step and Tinkerbell were seated at one end of a very long table and had written our names in crayon at two places on the opposite end of said table. Well, at least we all agree that we can't stand one another.

Others in attendance included Hasselhoff, Katy, several of Sharpie's friends from productions, and a few random guests that Sharpie had barely interacted with during her time at ICE. Part of me wanted to sit near Stepzilla just so I could hear her going on and on about her house, her garden, her idiot husband, and her neurotic dogs who can't even be kept in the same room together.

Highlights of the lunch for me included:

• Overhearing Stepzilla talk about her recent purchase of a flat screen TV - "...and my idiot husband wanted to buy a 30" TV. And I was like oh no, if we're going to buy a flat screen it's got to be at least 50". I mean, who buys a flat screen TV and doesn't get the biggest one they make?? OMG you guys, isn't that so retarded?"

• Tink and Step taking pictures of eachother with their phones and giggling like 13 year-old girls. Oh, and did I mention they have the SAME phone!?!? Only difference is that Tinkerbell's has a hideously ugly flower cover on it.

• Stepzilla abruptly announcing to everyone when we were finished eating (mostly to people that she does NOT supervise) that it was time for us to be getting back to the office.

Sharpie is back at the office for only a couple of hours before she gets to leave ICE forever. She is helping to "train" her replacement who I shall call "Temp" for now. If she gets a permanent position I suppose I will have to come up with a suitable name for her. Anyway, after today I will be the most senior member of the marketing department, having endured eleven months of hellish torture. The good news is that I have at least one interview next week, and hopefully another that will be scheduled shortly. Nothing would please me more than to leave Stepzilla with yet another open position to fill. Do you suppose upper management would FINALLY start to question her managerial capability if her entire team bailed within 2 months of eachother??? God let's hope so...