Someone asks: "Why don't you sue?"

I got a phone call today from my old manager that got canned right before I did, and she asked me plainly: "Why didn't you sue?"

Well, the fact of the matter is that I don't care to! The company I used to work for is an altar of fucking sin that sits on top of a pile of misery in the wastelands of the lower pits of the Final Abyss which is below the third layer of Hell Proper.

Given that declaration, suing the shit out of them would prove fruitless. They are lawyers, and are going broke. They are fucking evil, and me suing them means me putting hands on blood money. I'm in no mood for that, and to boot there are still good people there that would likely suffer due to me doing that. I hate the company, that's for sure. My disdain is great. But, it is sated in knowing they are failing miserably at everything they are trying to accomplish...if that is anything at all.

They suck, and that's about the end of it. They screwed me, and a lot of people royally...but at the same time, what goes around comes around. I know for a fact that the people that work there and collude to destroy each other are only doomed to one thing: self destruction. My ex, her managerial buddies, the executives, and all the rest...their fates have been sealed, and the magic of their little illusionary world will die.

In other news, I still think Ann is hot (the chick from my sociology class) but today I found out she is taken. Alas, 'twas never gonna happen. I just hope she writes her book.

Ok, so I'm gonna go get some food and head to my creative non-fiction course.