If the devil really does wear Prada, then hell dosent seem so tacky.

Right now i am reading the Devil Wears Prada. For those of you who havent deen that movie or read the book, The Devil Wears Prada tells the story of Andrea Sachs, a young woman has the misfortune to be employed by a truely demanding, horrible, and wretched boss named Miranda Priestley. The story goes on to tell about how Andrea is expected to run millions of needless earrands that her boss could easily do herself! Now i am at the point that Andrea is just getting in the swing of things and is realizing howeverything runs Do whatever Miranda says, you have no say, and never under any circumstances question Miranda. Of course no one ever does because they might not live to tell about it afterward. In my opinion, the book is alot better than the movie because it really portrays the world of Miranda Priestley and how truely vile she is as an employer. I am not quite finished, but as of now, its becoming a hellish read.