Last week at the office, the event we'd all been expecting finally happened. First, El Presidente, the guy who ran the company, was dismissed. Making the official announcement at a company meeting Thursday, the Heir Apparent proclaimed himself the new president and credited "The Lord". In fact, he credited "The Lord" many, many times, so much so that I was certain the meeting would end in prayer.

Now first of all, I think maybe the Heir Apparent's father, Mr. B, who owns the company, may have also had a say in this. Second of all - !!! I mean, I know it's his company and he can do whatever he wants, but have a little bit of tact, for the Very Hindu Engineering VP, or the departed El Presidente, who happens to be Jewish, or my Pagan office buddy.

Then, on Friday morning, we learned we lost our buffer, in the form of Fearless Leader, the Marketing VP. He was so cool to work for, one of those rare birds who actually complimented you when he thought you did a good job on the project. I didn't even get to tell him how great he was to work for! He was planning on retiring next year when he became eligible for Medicare, so he should be okay, except he has to pay for insurance for a while.

So it looks as if Marketing's new Fearless Leader is going to be The Wayniac, a frenetic engineer/musician from New York. Wayniac is pretty cool, but man he talks a lot. And fast. Uncle Chuckie talked a lot and repeated himself a great deal, but Wayniac covers lots of new ground. Like I think he forgets that I'm an English major, not an engineer.

I shall have to start referring to the Heir Apparent as Son of Mr. B, since he has staked his claim on his inheritance. Can I hear a Hallelujah?