Take a truly miserable human and relieve them of their job and then make them work off a two week notice . . . and you have the most miserable person on the planet. She has taken to showing up late, refusing any interaction with co-workers, and stomping around to communicate her misery. Sadly, it has nearly reached comical levels and rather than feeling bad, the co-workers find themselves rolling their eyes and exchanging meaningful looks.
I'm torn. I am looking forward to having this person out of our office. Before this "two week notice" she was toxic to the office. She was incapable of basic levels of polite interaction, she was incompetent and I'm pretty sure she's lied to me. But, she is out of a job right before the holiday season. I hate that for anyone.
I know in a month, we'll hardly remember her . . . save for stories of her massive toilet paper habit.