....and it makes me feel terrific. Nothing like living long enough to piss on my enemies' graves. I used to work for the guy and he was a real prick. Now he's kicked the bucket out of the blue and everyone is saying nice things about him. Hypocrites! Nobody liked him, nor him they. When I got the news I took myself out to a Chinese Restaurant to celebrate. Got a table for one and just gloated as I stuffed myself with Chinese Food thinking about how satisfying it is that he is dead and I'm alive. Next week I will piss into an empty water bottle and bring to the cemetery and pour it all over his grave. Love being alive while he's dead. Just love it!
i had a similar experience recently, an old coworker that was the main reason i hated my previous job drowned while on vacation
he was the worst coworker i ever had, a lazy smart ass that talks behind your back and screwed up so many times he should've been fired, yet the boss loved him so he was immune to punishment, sometimes kissing the right butt is more important than actually working well
normally i hate to see people die tragically especially when they have their whole life ahead of them, but i took pleasure in his death
i just wish he died while we worked together so i could've seen coworkers that liked him crying and so i could've seen how my other coworkers that didn't like him reacted, would they suddenly have good things to say about him or would they be like me not forgetting what a scumbag he was?
also it would've been less time that i would've had to put up with his shit, but glad he's gone because if i could make a list of people i could kill and get away with it he would've been right at the top
E