Georgie's Producer...er Editor...seems upset...

Well, once again, a perfectly Perfect Monday started off badly. Of course, my Producer wanted to see me in his Office again. (I’m glad I finally figured out that I should call him my Producer instead of my Editor, ya’ know? It’s always a good thing to bee clear when it comes to Job Titles.)

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When I walked into his Office, I said, “I understand you, my Beeloved Producer, wishes to see me.”

“NOT your Producer, bee, beecause you no longer have anything to Produce. I’m your Editor, and don’t forget that.”

“But…” I started to say.

“I’m just going to get this out of the way right now: YOU’RE FIRED. You are now officially out of a job.”

“But…” I started to argue with him, but he interrupted me.

“I want you to know that I had a HIGHLY unpleasant visit from a Vorroa Mite after your Show last week. He showed up here with a huge swarm of his friends to Protest your Show. To say that he wasn’t happy is an understatement. He and his other Mites wanted you FIRED. They just kept AT me until I finally agreed to their Demands. It took me the rest of the day to get rid of all those Mites - and I don’t appreciate that one bit. The last thing I need or want in this Office are irritating Vorroa Mites giving me a hard time.”

“Fired?” I asked. “You mean, you’re hiring somebody to host MY Show? I don’t understand. How can it bee The Georgie Bee Interview Show if I, Georgie Bee, am not the host?”
“No,” he said. "There is no more Show. Period."

“But…” I started to say.

“Listen up, bee. Your Show has caused us enough trouble. And now, with this Vorroa Mite Infestation, I’ve HAD IT. We’re cancelling your Show. As of right now, it’s OFF THE AIR. DONE. FINISHED. That is IT.”

“But…” I tried to argue the point with my Producer … er…Editor, but he just pounded his wing on his Desk and said, “Now GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!”

So I did that.

At this point, I think I should apologise to my Beeloved Viewing Audience for my Editor cancelling my Show like that. I was really excited that, next week, my Guest was gonna bee a Firefly (aka “Lighting Bug”), but now, I have to call his People and give him the bad news. It’s highly sad, beecause I’m absolutely, completely certain that the Interview would have been Beelitzer Prize-Worthy. Probably.

Anyway, I guess I’m out of a job. I guess, in some ways, I’m not too overly upset, though . . . I really didn’t like having to get up in the middle of the night, so at least now I can sleep in.


This also means that I can finally take a long-awaited Vacation. It IS still the Hot Season, so is there a better time for a bee to stop working and take some time off?
I don’t think so.

So I’m gonna do that.

Okay then! I’ll see everybody when I get back. Until then, let’s all bee careful out there!