Speaking of death: MightyWords bites the dust. Now that it's dead and my not-so-nice managers (that's not slander, sorry, but you both were very mean to me and somewhat mean to a lot more folks than you realize), I feel like I can mention that I worked there. It was horrible for me, I've never been treated so badly (except for middle school) or had such dread about going to work every day or the political implications of sending even the most benign email (literally, when my Evil Boss (now in beauty school) fired me, one of the reasons she listed was that I'd sent an email about my work schedule. Oh how I wish I was exaggerating on this...)

At any rate, I'm glad it's dead. The mean people can go on being mean and the good people can move on with our lives. I did learn to value kindness from those nasty ass people, which is a gift in itself. And that those overpriced design firms were full of crap. And I got to spend the summer with a wonderful cocker spaniel whose mom had also worked there.

But, I don't miss any of it and it's taken me this long to get my self-respect back.