Katie sat in her office cubicle and pointed a trembling finger at her computer screen. "This is the third one this week."
Her gay best friend, Bibi from accounting, stared wide-eyed and whispered, "Oh, my god."
The subject said, 'YOU' and the message repeated the subject in a larger font above a picture of a cow.
Bibi frowned. "Who sent that piece of crap?"
Katie squinted at the screen. "cutegurl at anonymail dot net."
"I'll bet it's from that bitch, Angela. Maybe someone in IT can prove where it came from. Don't delete it."
Katie frowned at the mention of their former marketing manager. Just as Bibi was the office lesbian, and she was the office chubby girl, Angela had been the office cougar, and had always been the office bitch. No one in the company had liked her two-faced backstabbing and no had been sorry to see her fired. She'd become obsessed with Brad Winslow the day he arrived, but he hadn't been interested. His rejections fueled her obsession and in a failed attempt to ruin his budding relationship with Katie, had phoned the TSA and the airline claiming Brad was a terrorist, when he was merely going on vacation with Katie. The feds came to the office and arrested her. The company had fired her. No one had heard from her, but several people reported getting strange, insulting email messages from anonymous senders. Bibi had received several.
Katie hit the Delete button anyway. "No. I don't want anyone to see it." Her eyes brimmed tears. "Especially Brad."
Bib patted her shoulder. "Aw, honey. He would understand."
Bibi's attempt at comfort and the mention of the handsome IT manager only made her feel worse. "No. I don't want him to see it." They had been dating for weeks and had even taken a mini-vacation together that she would never forget, but her fears and doubts and insecurities warred inside her. She looked plaintively at Bibi. "It's just..., just..., I have such a hard time..., believing a gorgeous guy like him could love a fat girl like me. Every hot girl around drools over him and it's like..., how could I ever be good enough?"
Bibi bristled. "You are not fat. You're Rubenesque. You have curves." She put her arms around her friend's shoulders and gave her a hug. "You know that."
Katie sniffled and blew her nose and wiped her eyes. "Yeah, short and curvy, but..."
"No buts. He likes you. A lot. I can tell. And you said so yourself." Bibi grinned. "And I know how you feel about him... and his package."
Katie clicked her tongue. "Tck. Stop. I know, but..."
Katie poked her arm. "But don't be so negative over a picture from a crazy bitch with an obsession. Besides, she's gone now and won't be back."
Katie nodded and sighed. "You're right."
"Good. Now what do you guys have planned for the weekend? You can come over for dinner on Saturday night and meet my latest girl."
Katie grinned. "We can't this Saturday. He said we're going out, because he has a surprise for me."
Bibi snorted. "Another surprise? Like another vacation?"
Katie laughed. "I don't know, but he's just full of them."