The full title of such a memoir is Bitter is the New Black: Confessions of a Condescending, Egomaniacal, Self-Centered Smart-ass, or why you should never carry a Prada Bag to the unemployment office. And it is quite savory.
Here is a teaser from the salad days:
"Speaking of Meri, she's a shoo-in to be named manager of the year at the final banquet tonight. She runs the Houston office and helped her team raise sales almost 400 percent last year, so the fact that she's sleeping with her director is totally irrelevant."It is all terribly, terribly wicked. Enjoy!
I finished the Matthew Shardlake mystery Revelation--really good as all of them are, but it had a degree of grisliness I had not remembered from before. I'm glad to rest easy with a little backstabbing.