Maybe its because its his first day, maybe its his newness that is making me all sweaty and heart-poundy. God knows I’m not good at confrontation, I once dated a guy for nearly a year longer than I wanted to because I couldn’t come up with a way to say “I don’t want to do this anymore.”
On the way to work today I practiced a pep talk for myself, said out loud in the car “It’s not personal – it’s something I just need to do.” And probably at 7:45 when I got here I could have done it, but my new boss waited until 4:05pm on his first day at work to make an appearance. Who does that? Who makes me sit for eight hours listening to the voices go un-checked in my head?
It’s been nearly five months since I applied for this new job – I have played so many mental scenarios about how this might go down but I never imagined it would be to a brand new boss on his first day.
20 Minutes Later
Of course, it didn’t end up being my new boss that received my finely typed up notice, but my bosses boss – my old nemesis that treated me like his administrative assistant and at one point had me setting up his travel arrangements. He wouldn’t make eye contact and spent our time chewing loudly on a wintermint before he informed me I should start looking for my replacement before I go.
Just like the three weeks I spent on the 3rd shift of that plastics plant assembly line in Vineland New Jersey, I’m going to let the last eleven months teach me to appreciate how good I have it and to recognize the difference between petty inconvenience and downright atrociousness.
I’m worried about the amount of freedom Dora the Explorer has – I mean I think she lives in Mexico, it’s dangerous down there and all she has is a monkey…
I used to think that I would one day write a book about my life – but now I’m starting to think that it would probably make a better short story… a short cautionary tale.
This is hilarious and this is disturbingly interesting
32 months going on 16 years this month. A few weeks ago you had a bad dream and woke up crying. I went in to your room and as soon as you saw me said “Mommy, get out!”
You got terribly sick with a bad stomach virus this month and it kept you down for an entire week – it was hard on all of us… but you were a trooper and once you were feeling better promised me that you would never get sick ever ever again. You spent most of your time that week lying on the couch watching Peppa Pig.
The weather has improved dramatically from this time last month and we have spent a lot of time outside – you love to run and jump and scream. You also have started walking the dog with me, like a big girl. No longer do I have to haul out the stroller but the time I save doing that is eaten up by the need to fill our pockets (All of OUR pockets) with rocks and dirt and of course we need to touch every flower petal along the way.
The easter bunny came and visited and brought you a ‘princess’ dress that you have tried to wear every day since then. It was very pretty but every picture I got of you looked like this:
because you just wanted to be outside playing in the dirt. we spent the day hiding and re-hiding Easter eggs and painting your fingers nails because the one thing you kept asking for was ‘pink stuff for your nails.’ You asked for it approximately eleventy thousand times.
You are definitely a princess, we have many ‘discussions’ of how you can’t wear a dress everywhere although you usually do anyway.
You are very silly and love to make funny faces. You will cross you eyes and say “Look, two Mommy’s!” or “Look, two Daddy’s!”
Your favorite things right now are popcorn, bananas, Peppa Pig & Dora under-roos.
I love you with the intensity of a thousand suns.