Tag Archive: boss

My Quiet Place

There’s a supervisor at my workplace I’ll refer to as “Bossy Blonde,” who has a tendency to stick her nose where it didn’t belong. Usually that meant monitoring what I was doing at my desk even though she wasn’t my boss, and despite the fact that I was working in a division completely unrelated to…

The Lonely White Boy

“Hey Linc,” Mick waved me over, “I was talking to the boss today, and guess what he called the music you listen to??” (Check out my musical tastes here) “What?” “Lonely White Boy Stalker music,” he said with a smirk. “Really,” I replied. “Well listen here, I got another brand of music I love to…

The Calm Before The Storm?

Boxing Again!

It was quiet yesterday at work. My boss hadn’t said a thing, and nobody came to clean up the mouse poo either. I’m assuming this means the men upstairs haven’t spoken to my boss yet about anything. Guess they don’t want show they can be bossed around by a lowly civilian, so they’re dragging their…

Gearing Up For Battle

The saga at work continued today as I signed in and was immediately tapped by the boss to go talk to him in his office. “Linc, you made a lot of mistakes yesterday on the phone.” No sh–, Sherlock. Maybe it might just have something to do with the fact that I’m HEARING IMPAIRED?? “Well,…

A Day of Infamy

The REAL storm wasn’t the Nor’easter that recently hit us, it was the one that followed me to work today (and beyond). When I came in I proceeded to get absolutely pummeled by a mountain of work, completely catching me off guard because stupid me, I actually thought the Nor’easter would create a slow work…

Friday The 13th – The Day From Hell

The 13th of course marked the deadline when I needed to make my deposit to secure a spot in law school. The day before I spent several hours drawing up a schedule that would allow for a minimal change in everyone’s working hours, except for yours truly of course. No one saw a problem with…

And the answer is…..

Maybe. 18 months of soul searching, seeking, knocking, begging for clear direction, begging for signs, begging for ANYTHING that might give me an indication that I wasn’t making the mistake of my life by signing up for law school, and now here I am… one day before the deadline, STILL without an answer. I spoke…

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