When I was young, I wanted to be famous (which to me meant people wanted to know what I had for breakfast). Now I'm older and not famous, but I have movie credits. So I'm going to pretend that people want to hear what I have to say. FYI: anything posted here is alleged unless I state otherwise (just a little cya).
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
The Talk...
My boss took me outside today and said she didn't think I was happy in my job. I so wanted to tell her that it's all about her, but I played the PC card and blamed everything else. She wants to know if I want to move on, saying I should think about it this weekend. My job is the LAST thing I plan to think about this weekend. I was planning on giving my notice today. It's weird how things work out.
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