Closure is a funny, sometimes overrated thing. But it gets way funnier when a burned-out ex-employee finds closure in the strangest corner of the internet by spending twenty-five dollars on an Etsy witch. 

After years under a department head who ruled through fear and humiliation, the office had become a slow-motion breakdown factory. The boss thrived on threats and misery, the kind of narcissist who mistakes cruelty for management. When the employee finally collapsed under the weight of endless tyranny, the boss fired her as if mental overload were a performance review metric. 

So she put a spell on her. A tiny act of vengeful retail therapy, cast not to harm but to reflect. The order promised to return the boss’s toxicity «back to sender,» essentially karma with a shipping label. Months passed, and life improved. Then came the message from an ex-colleague: HR had finally launched an investigation, the tyrant had been stripped of her title, and poetic justice had apparently been delivered. Whether by fate or folklore, balance had returned.