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Becca was fired yesterday. After a mass email was sent out, informing employees that they were not allowed to wear perfume or scented body products, she sent out another mass email in addition, requesting that no one wear deodorant. Her boss took this to mean that Becca thought that she had bodily odor issues and after having a chat proceeded to send out yet another mass email, chastising Becca publicly, and informing her that her mass email privileges had been revoked. Becca came in the next day with her resignation prepared. She had also drawn a mustache on herself and stated innocently that "it doesn't go against dress wear policy." Her boss let her go and I don't think it's likely she will give a good reference. I'm so often torn between cringing when she tells me these things or applauding.
Darian stopped by the other night and got me all motivated as he always does. I’ve barely spoken to him this last year as his now pregnant girlfriend hates me. Damn jealousy. I’ve had enough of it these past months. He got his license a few days ago and is about to jump in. Matt is doing fantastically. He’s still rather new to the business and is raking in around $250K a year already. One more week. My stomach churns with fear.
Flooring to be installed next week. Bless.
I saw him yesterday. I came out of an elevator and he had stepped into one and was standing there and I stopped dead and just looked at him and mouthed hello. His hand fluttered up in some uncertain gesture and he started to say something, then the doors closed. I’m mostly fine when I just don’t see him, which I have been doing a good job of. I’ve given up almost all information to the girls so that if I fall again they will remind me of the ugliness that took place and why it’s such a bad idea, but when I see him, for a second, I forget it all and just want to be curled up against him. Then I feel sick for the rest of the day.
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