There is a lot more in the air today than a blizzard. Word is that tomorrow my company shall announce massive lay-offs. Seems we are not making enough money. I don't have a lot to say about it right now, maybe tomorrow.
I have my nine year anniversary with Them this week. I find a lot of irony in that. Do I think I will receive a pink slip? Who knows? We just admitted a 22 year old girl into our department. If I go and she stays...well, I can spell LAWSUIT.
At first I was apprehensive about The Girl. You know how they are at that age, a know it all that you can't tell a thing to. She has been with the company for six months, spent on the other side of the business, the one I tried out summer of 2005 and hated! As time has moved on I have developed a soft spot for her. She is smart as a whip and oh so young!
The Smart Aleck thinks she does not much of a sense of humor. I think she just needs to feel comfortable with us before she lets it all hang out. And Smart Alecks sense of humor is based on his Poke Face and totally dead on delivery. He is going to be the Boy Who Cried Wolf one of these days, as I take everything he says as a lie.
There is no way in hell he will receive the boot. He will head up our department in time. Dang it all, he is my daughters age. While the so-called passing of the torch was going on in December (our Sales Center manager was promoted to a much larger facility in the south. I miss him terribly because his Tennessee accent trumped my Kentucky accent 100 times over. It was music to my ears most the time, and I miss that) when in the midst of a conversation we were all having regarding the more than likely retirement of our immediate superior, Mr. Tennessee turned to me and said, "You don't want to manager people do you."
"Hell no". I responded.
And that is the truth. I would be either the worst manager ever or the best Bitch with A Big Stick.
Tomorrow there is a blizzard headed our way.
A storm in more ways than one.