Parody

I’m beginning to have second thoughts about passing off on our company’s next Leadership Convention. I usually welcome these events, but I developed a certain allergy to it since the last Lead-Con.

You see, my husband’s ex-mistress is an esteemed Team Leader from one of our sites. As such, this Lead-Con would be a reunion of sorts for the two of us. Bleah.

Let’s just say that after the last Lead-Con, I wanted to admit myself to a hospital because of hypertension.

After getting caught cheating on her boyfriend with my husband, the piece of trash had the audacity to strut beside me. And I swear that if I didn’t value my job, I would have slit her throat right then and there.

So, this thing is two days away and I still don’t know what to do. If I go, I know I will feel so damaged again.

One of my bosses called me the other day to ask why I am the only TL in our site who did not accept the invitation. I told her the truth. She didn’t want to accept my shallow reason and was pushing me to go. She thinks I shouldn’t miss out on the opportunity to be inspired by Jaime Augusto Zobel de Ayala II. I honestly want to go, but what can I do? I’m still so damn affected. All I want is to never see her again. Earth, please swallow her now.

I can’t believe I don’t have the strength to face that slut. And I thought I had toughened up.