Kathleen Rooney‘s book of “autobiographical essays,” some of which were about her time as a “mid-level aide” to Illinois Sen. Richard Durbin and her “frustrations as a political office worker who wishes she were spending her days writing poetry,” didn’t make much of a splash when it came out last December from Counterpoint.

Then the Washington Post ran a brief, late review of it last month. Citing one essay about “contemplating her bikini wax,” it suggested “Beltway insiders may prefer Rooney’s gossipy take on working as an aide for a U.S. senator.” As it turns out, one Beltway insider didn’t prefer that part at all. According to a Wall Street Journal report by Katherine Rosman, Rooney has been fired from Durbin’s employ.

“I understand why they did what they did, but I don’t agree with it,” she tells the paper.

Hmm. Could it have been, oh, I dunno, passages such is this one, as described by the WSJ:

In one vignette in which Rooney refers to herself in the third person, as she often does in the book, she writes of attending an event at which a “female war hero” was to speak. Before the speech, Rooney chats with a colleague, Tim.

“His boss was eventually going to run for president,” Rooney writes.

“Where’s your boss?,” she said to him as it got later, almost time for the female war hero to speak. Tim’s boss was supposed to introduce her.

“To everyone else, he’s somewhere really important and can’t break away” said Tim, leaning in. “Between you and me, he’s at the gym.”

Rooney confirmed that the anecdote refers to then-Sen. Barack Obama. She says Obama ultimately did show up.

Of course, it could have been something else that got her canned. The chapter titles, say, made her deserving—take for example, Fast Anchor’d, Eternal, O Love!. Then there’s the title of the book itself: For You, For You I am Trilling These Songs.

In the immortal words of former New York Times critic Alexander Woollcott, “Not on my carpet, lady.”