I can’t wait to farewell this lady

She was once my staff,
She was so nice to me when I first join the company,
She looked after my needs, made  me tea and shone my shoes…

Then she cried to me in my first week,
Told me how she was unfairly treated,
Wanted a promotion and raise on salary.

Comforting her and telling her this is not the time due to the finance,
She ignored me.
Not longer than a week, her nice face turned nasty,
She argues; complains hourly and daily,
Everybody hears. She shows her ugly face.

Asking for sick leave with no doctor proof,
She cried and claims to feel dizzy. Instead of medicine she wants only chocolate,
Stupidly she thinks to resign as a blackmail to me,
Thinking I can not work without her presence.
Her resignation was successful by me.
Her anger; files deleted, emails lost,
She wrote bad things behind me,
But all she done was just help to provide my rightness,
After all what she done, I can’t wait to farewell this lady,
She has to go immediately,
For the sake of the company.

Relaxing with a cold vanilla latte

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