St. Patrick’s Day. I wore a brilliant blue dress with a bright green chain print on it. It was spectacular!
And it was also boob-tacular because it was a wrap dress (that fell pretty low) and I added chicken cutlet boob enhancers inside my bra so that I would appear more curvy at a networking event tonight. At first I hooked the two cutlet sections together, creating a heaving cleave, but then I though better and unhooked the cutlets, creating a “lifted and separated” look.
Still, I must admit, it was waaaayyy too boobalicious for work. At one point, my boss came over and I was standing up holding the puppy, but I needed to put her down to show my boss something, so I simply bent down and let the dog down on the floor. When I straightened myself back up, I could feel and see his eyes on the girls.
I honestly don’t think that’s ever happened before. What a weird feeling. And it just confirmed a few things with me. I’m not positive, but I think my boss has an ever so slight crush on me, but then I’m also pretty damn sure that he’s a total man-slut. And that just makes me feel weird, but then it also makes me wonder what I could actually do with that tiniest bit of power that I might have…
Hm.
There are so many things that need to be done at work. I need to think some things
through. I don’t like someone on my staff, but she’s damn good a what she does and I’d sink without her. I’ve learned to be patient with her, but it’s so painful. I don’t know what to do about her.
And another - she’s going to get engaged soon. Her boyfriend lives in Brooklyn…and that ain’t nowhere close to here. We’ll see what happens there.
My assistants are OK…
I have someone who makes prototypes for me and this person is INCREDIBLE. I don’t think anyone could do as well.
And I have one more open position in my org chart. That will bring my staff count to 6. They are a tough bunch and hard to manage. And I’m still NOT A DIRECTOR??! I need that title, folks. I’ve asked. Now maybe it’s time to move on to even bigger cleavage? it’s a joke. Sort of.
Anyway, left the office and went to a networking event, but didn’t stay long. It was ok.
Got a call from the Bulldog. He’s at SXSW Interactive. He is PUMPED. I have never heard him happier. Honestly, this makes me think he needs a change of scenery. He even told me that he wants to move. I’m happy for him. I LOVED hearing the joy in his voice. This could be a very good thing.
I’m tired now. I’ve been communicating with a handsome bachelor on Tinder. He’s attractive, successful career, handsome, seems cool. But the kicker? FOUR kids.
Well, I’m gonna go to bed now. Hope your St. Pat’s Day was as wonderful as mine was sober.
I give today a 7.
I love you!
GS
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