“’That’s what you deserve BITCH!’ I swear that is what she said Liz”
“No WAY!! even the most loathed criminal gets a decent send off.”
“For real when she stood up to read her mother’s eulogy, Chris just yelled that. Everyone was stunned. Like jaw dropping except for the immediate family in the front pew. Seems like they had had this drama forever.”
“I cannot believe she said that in front of all her workmates and business associates in attendance.”
“Well I won’t be one to be too hasty to judge. I have my own family drama.”
“We all do Winnie, but we don’t have to air it out in public.”
“Liz if you look at it this way, a funeral is a private affair, you are allowed to encroach on it, so naturally some of the private goes public when people explode like Chris here……”
Heels walk across the hall from Winnie and Liz’s desk and they hang their heads in shame. Chris was back from her compassionate leave and had been listening to the whole conversation. Liz and Winnie were too engulfed in their gossip to realize that she could hear them a cubicle away.
“Heheeeyyy! Chris! Hhhoooww are you doing now?” Liz gave off a goofy embarrassed smile.
“I don’t know BITCH how do you feel about yourself now, gossiping about my family at the office. Wait should I even bother calling it gossip, you were ALL there you DUMMIE!” Chris mouthed off and walked away in a huff.
“I told you we shouldn’t have spoken about this here!”
“You? YOU? How dare you Winnie? You were the one who solicited this information as your weekend catch up gossip. And I? Yes I! As USUSAL catch the flack for it!” Liz was now yelling at the top of her lungs. The typing and the phone calls stilled and everyone was now listening in on the chaos at Liz and Winnie’s station.
“Keep your voice down!”
“Keep my voice down Winnie? KEEP MY VOICE DOWN LIKE THIS? SO WHO DO YOU WANT TO GOSSIP ABOUT NOW AND GET ME BUSTED FOR AGAIN?”
“ALRIGHT! Stop this nonsense Liz, please calm down.” Winnie was straining to whisper and calm her down.”
“CALM DOWN? NOW YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN?” Liz was livid and irrational, Winnie was baffled, it was as if some bitch bug bit her when Chris spoke to her.
Winnie gave up and stood from her cubicle, all the peeping toms, quickly sat down with an occasional few still staring at Winnie’s cubicle awaiting the worst. An occasional smug look appeared on some work mates. As Winnie walked away she felt something hit her on the head really hard, she fell to the ground and passed out.