A Bump in the Road
I'm not sure if I've mentioned that my estranged husband and I are attempting to get back together. Well, we are. However, we had a bit of a problem last night at the radio station's post-holiday staff party.
You see, I went to three of his little soirees and we had a good time. So, I figured I would ask him to go to this party. Not a good idea. We weren't there for even a minute when he got angry with me because I had a beer. One beer. After that, I drank Diet Sierra Mist.
He also thought I was flirting with someone, which I most definitely was not. I do happen to like this person a lot, but I was not flirting. In fact, the thought of flirting with this person never even crossed my mind. Ever.
Number three, and I think this is the big one, the last straw, the straw that broke the camel's back. After this one guy had been there for over an hour, someone happened to mention his last name and, well, it was about 5 minutes later that the estranged hubby decided he wanted to leave. Uh, the guy in question is GSG's brother. *sigh*
Yeah. We are going to have a huge problem getting back together if I'm not even allowed to be in the same room with, or talk to GSG's brother, considering that, starting Tuesday, I'll have to talk to him about once a week. *sigh*
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
I Have an Announcement
Not to blow my horn or anything but ...
I am Employee of the Month.
The only problem with that is, I haven't even been there for 3 full months yet. What if I'm already as good as I'm going to get? Nah. That's just me and my self-esteem issues. I know I can only get better.
Not to blow my horn or anything but ...
I am Employee of the Month.
The only problem with that is, I haven't even been there for 3 full months yet. What if I'm already as good as I'm going to get? Nah. That's just me and my self-esteem issues. I know I can only get better.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
It Was Bound to Happen
In a town this small, I suppose it was unavoidable. Then again, I guess I could have avoided this very awkward situation had been thinking about what I was doing.
Now that I think about it, there are two awkward situations I'm forced to write about. The first is that I must now put myself in an installment of "Tales of the Traffic Law Challenged" because I didn't stop at a stop sign last night. And, it was only the stop sign I stopped at every single day when I worked at the Red Cross because it's right in front of the chapter house! As I'm sure all entrants in "Tales of the Traffic Law Challenged" do, I have an excuse. As I was approaching the Red Cross chapter house, I was thinking that I really need to call them and set up a time to volunteer for them. Before I got my current job, I said I would. It's been almost 3 months, and I haven't called or set foot in the building since I got the new job. *sigh* I suck sometimes.
Anyway, as I was driving I noticed flashing cop car lights in my rearview mirror. So, like a good driver, I put on my turn signal and pulled over. Much to my surprise, the cop car pulled up behind me. I said, out loud, "Oh my gosh. He's stopping me!" And, wouldn't you know it, it was the cop who sued me for libel. (And, once again, for those of you who missed this, I won.) So, he asks for my license and registration. I said I didn't have my license with me. (Yikes!) He asks my name. I tell him. His eyes get kinda wide, but he stays calm and asks if I know why he stopped me. No, I didn't know. He tells me that I went through the stop sign. I apologize profusely. He tells me to promise him I won't do it again. I promise. He smiles and walks away. I smile and say "Thank you. ... I mean, really. Thank you." And I meant it, too. He could have been a real jerk about the whole thing, but he wasn't. Truly, I'm grateful for that.
In a town this small, I suppose it was unavoidable. Then again, I guess I could have avoided this very awkward situation had been thinking about what I was doing.
Now that I think about it, there are two awkward situations I'm forced to write about. The first is that I must now put myself in an installment of "Tales of the Traffic Law Challenged" because I didn't stop at a stop sign last night. And, it was only the stop sign I stopped at every single day when I worked at the Red Cross because it's right in front of the chapter house! As I'm sure all entrants in "Tales of the Traffic Law Challenged" do, I have an excuse. As I was approaching the Red Cross chapter house, I was thinking that I really need to call them and set up a time to volunteer for them. Before I got my current job, I said I would. It's been almost 3 months, and I haven't called or set foot in the building since I got the new job. *sigh* I suck sometimes.
Anyway, as I was driving I noticed flashing cop car lights in my rearview mirror. So, like a good driver, I put on my turn signal and pulled over. Much to my surprise, the cop car pulled up behind me. I said, out loud, "Oh my gosh. He's stopping me!" And, wouldn't you know it, it was the cop who sued me for libel. (And, once again, for those of you who missed this, I won.) So, he asks for my license and registration. I said I didn't have my license with me. (Yikes!) He asks my name. I tell him. His eyes get kinda wide, but he stays calm and asks if I know why he stopped me. No, I didn't know. He tells me that I went through the stop sign. I apologize profusely. He tells me to promise him I won't do it again. I promise. He smiles and walks away. I smile and say "Thank you. ... I mean, really. Thank you." And I meant it, too. He could have been a real jerk about the whole thing, but he wasn't. Truly, I'm grateful for that.
Monday, January 02, 2006
Anyone Have an Answer?
The governor comes to your little town of less than 10,000 people. He brings with him $11 million in grants and loans, and a promise of about 250 new jobs. Zippo gets money. The historic district and other downtown projects get money. The hospital gets money for part of its $14 million renovation and expansion project. There's an announcement of a new business moving from Florida to your town. Big stuff, right?
I'm wondering why that didn't make the newspaper's list of the top ten stories of the year. Actually, I'm not wondering. If I'm right, the reason is just one of the 1,347,622 reasons I left there and now have the best job I've ever had.
The governor comes to your little town of less than 10,000 people. He brings with him $11 million in grants and loans, and a promise of about 250 new jobs. Zippo gets money. The historic district and other downtown projects get money. The hospital gets money for part of its $14 million renovation and expansion project. There's an announcement of a new business moving from Florida to your town. Big stuff, right?
I'm wondering why that didn't make the newspaper's list of the top ten stories of the year. Actually, I'm not wondering. If I'm right, the reason is just one of the 1,347,622 reasons I left there and now have the best job I've ever had.