I recently started my new job and let me tell you, it is fantastic. I have only been there a week but I really love it.
When starting a new job, one likes to make good first impressions... which I have done. The impression that one does not want to give off is that of a lazy loaf or someone who can't remember to do things. Well, I went to work this morning and met a co-worker at the court house. No, I am not in trouble. Even before I could really go into the main part of the building I needed to go through security. This is very similar to airport security only I did not have to remove my shoes or take off my belt (not that I was wearing one). So I took my bag and my long jean jacket coat and put it in the plastic bin. I walked through the metal detector, and of course it beeped but the guard just told me to go through. I thought this was odd. I grabbed my bag put on my jacket and proceeded to the courtroom. We got back to the office around 1145am which gave me enough time to get a few things done before lunch. After lunch I went back to my office where I discovered, I forgot to put on my bra. Seriously... I forgot. I am really not sure how that happened but it did. I wanted to call someone and tell them but didn't know who to phone. I wanted to tell someone in the office, mainly because I thought it was the funniest thing EVER but I refrained for fear of looking like a complete moron. I am sure you are wondering how I went through the day without anyone saying anything or even myself noticing. It was a good day to wear a short skirt and a LOOOOONG jacket (don't worry, other clothes were in place). I never took the jacket off all day except when I went through Security (which explains him telling me to go on through... he could probably tell I wasn't wearing a bra)!!! Without my jacket on it was somewhat noticeable that I was not wearing a bra (I checked in the bathroom later). If I were fifty then it would have been a very noticeable problem down around my waist. After I realized that I am moron I walked around with my arms crossed so nobody could really tell or wonder. Moral of the story, breast examinations are good to do!
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
This is for all people everywhere
So I have this best guy friend that we will call John Doe. We have been best friends since our first year of college back in 2001 or 2002. We have travelled overseas together, go for lunch all the time, pay one another do homework etc. We were really good friends.
My friend John got married a few years ago. I have met his wife a few times and we have hung out. She is a very sweet girl. Myself, I have been married for just over a year. My best friend came to my wedding reception with his wife and parents.
So when I call him the other day and talk to him for about five to ten minutes about nothing and inquiring when the four of us could get together, it was a shock when he called me back to say not to call him or email him again by the request of his wife... I was shocked. My husband was shocked. I had to ask John if he was kidding... to which he replied he was not. I felt a plethora of emotions. I was sad because I am losing a great friend and even more sad because he is stuck in a relationship that is controlling like that. It was one of those moments where I wanted to tell him to call me when the relationship ended. I would never do that because I would never wish that kind of torment upon anyone. As a result, I figured I will let his wife get over her insecurities and they can work through their marriage and hopefully then he will call me. I just hope he does not regret some of the decisions and sacrifices he has had to make.
Did I forget to mention that I am a very happily married woman who would never in any way jeopardize that relationship. If I got together with anyone else, it would be a step backwards. Sorry guys. I married the best and would never settle for less.
This is not the first time this has happened to me. I have had two other guy friends do this very same thing to me. My reaction: jaw drop and an "are you kidding me?" response. I do not have any sort of gay tendencies but let me just say this... all these women are hot. C'mon people!!!
If I were walking down the road with any one of these women most guys would look at her and think: dang she's hot... and then see me and have a pondered look on their face that says "I wonder if she's gay".... I do not consider myself to be a model or even 'hot' but I am comfortable with who I am. Women who read this... pull yourselves together and get your heads out of the sand. If you are in a relationship with someone, remember, he chose you. This also includes men. Jealousy is attractive for about two seconds and then it gets old. The more you try to control someone the more they will want to do the opposite.
My friend John got married a few years ago. I have met his wife a few times and we have hung out. She is a very sweet girl. Myself, I have been married for just over a year. My best friend came to my wedding reception with his wife and parents.
So when I call him the other day and talk to him for about five to ten minutes about nothing and inquiring when the four of us could get together, it was a shock when he called me back to say not to call him or email him again by the request of his wife... I was shocked. My husband was shocked. I had to ask John if he was kidding... to which he replied he was not. I felt a plethora of emotions. I was sad because I am losing a great friend and even more sad because he is stuck in a relationship that is controlling like that. It was one of those moments where I wanted to tell him to call me when the relationship ended. I would never do that because I would never wish that kind of torment upon anyone. As a result, I figured I will let his wife get over her insecurities and they can work through their marriage and hopefully then he will call me. I just hope he does not regret some of the decisions and sacrifices he has had to make.
Did I forget to mention that I am a very happily married woman who would never in any way jeopardize that relationship. If I got together with anyone else, it would be a step backwards. Sorry guys. I married the best and would never settle for less.
This is not the first time this has happened to me. I have had two other guy friends do this very same thing to me. My reaction: jaw drop and an "are you kidding me?" response. I do not have any sort of gay tendencies but let me just say this... all these women are hot. C'mon people!!!
If I were walking down the road with any one of these women most guys would look at her and think: dang she's hot... and then see me and have a pondered look on their face that says "I wonder if she's gay".... I do not consider myself to be a model or even 'hot' but I am comfortable with who I am. Women who read this... pull yourselves together and get your heads out of the sand. If you are in a relationship with someone, remember, he chose you. This also includes men. Jealousy is attractive for about two seconds and then it gets old. The more you try to control someone the more they will want to do the opposite.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Jerry Maguire Moment
Today was my last day of work. I had worked at the shelter for about 5.5 years. I have gained a lot of skills and abilities that I will take with me into the next chapter of my life. I have also gained a lot of funny stories... to which I will share at another time.
There is something somewhat empowering in handing in one's resignation notice and basically stickin' it to the man... when I handed in my notice I left work feeling happy. I was listening to my iPod wanting that Jerry Maguire moment where I skip the songs looking for that perfect song that makes me scream at the top of my lungs... this did not happen. I did however listen to U2's Stuck in a Moment which is somewhat symbolic of the job itself but not very empowering.
My co-workers, bless their hearts, threw me a going away get together for my last few hours of work. It was nice to say goodbye to people, in all honesty, that I may never see again. That's the wierd thing about jobs... you make great relationships with co-workers and then you leave them or they leave you with the 'ya I'll call you for lunch sometime' adage knowing full well that this will probably not happen.
I did not have a box of stuff that one assumes one would have when clearing out their office... instead I had a Safeway bag to my belongings in... oatmeal packages that i would eat for breakfast, pen holder, insignificant papers, etc. The ironic part is that when clients leave the shelter they always take their stuff in plastic bags... it made me laugh that I was doing the same. I handed in my keys and as I walked with my big bag of stuff, my water bottle, jacket, and purse I thought I am missing something... my work keys. I felt naked without them.
I got in my car and switched the station and listened to Natasha Beddingfield's Unwritten.... it was my Jerry Maguire moment. It was the end of the song but who cares... it was my moment.
There is something somewhat empowering in handing in one's resignation notice and basically stickin' it to the man... when I handed in my notice I left work feeling happy. I was listening to my iPod wanting that Jerry Maguire moment where I skip the songs looking for that perfect song that makes me scream at the top of my lungs... this did not happen. I did however listen to U2's Stuck in a Moment which is somewhat symbolic of the job itself but not very empowering.
My co-workers, bless their hearts, threw me a going away get together for my last few hours of work. It was nice to say goodbye to people, in all honesty, that I may never see again. That's the wierd thing about jobs... you make great relationships with co-workers and then you leave them or they leave you with the 'ya I'll call you for lunch sometime' adage knowing full well that this will probably not happen.
I did not have a box of stuff that one assumes one would have when clearing out their office... instead I had a Safeway bag to my belongings in... oatmeal packages that i would eat for breakfast, pen holder, insignificant papers, etc. The ironic part is that when clients leave the shelter they always take their stuff in plastic bags... it made me laugh that I was doing the same. I handed in my keys and as I walked with my big bag of stuff, my water bottle, jacket, and purse I thought I am missing something... my work keys. I felt naked without them.
I got in my car and switched the station and listened to Natasha Beddingfield's Unwritten.... it was my Jerry Maguire moment. It was the end of the song but who cares... it was my moment.
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