…and of course, all hell is breaking loose.
I made it a point not to look at my emails while I was on vacation. I don’t know if it was a good thing or not, but of course, there’s tons to be done and I’m not going to be able to get to all of it today and tomorrow, as I’m supposed to still be on vacation and WILL be on vacation again from Wednesday until the beginning of 2016.
One of my assistants greeted me first thing this morning to discuss the behavior of Negative C while I was out of the office. Assistant #1 has worked for this company and with Negative C for eight years now and has just about had it. She wants to retire in 5 years and just wants to do her job and go home. She does a great job with most of her tasks, is really fast and mostly thorough, but she is more an administrative person than a development assistant, as her title would suggest.
Anyway, Negative C has NO patience for her (Assistant does tend to ask some of the same questions over and over), and apparently Neg. C blew up at Asst. while I was gone.
Bottom line, I gotta do something as soon as I’m back on the first of the year. It’s out of control. I’m getting flak from above and now flak from below and Neg. C’s wreaking havoc on all of us and acting like she’s the best thing since sliced bread.
So I’ve spent a good chunk of time this morning gathering information/articles on how to deal with a negative employee and how to have the difficult conversation. This ain’t gonna be easy. But I have to deal with it.
What a fine welcome back from the holidays.
So while I AM coming back to the office tomorrow while I’m supposed to be on vacation, it should be an interesting day because I’m meeting the guy from the Small Town Christmas Eve Church Service for lunch!
There’s about an hour of drive distance between our two houses, but we actually work in adjoining towns, so he asked me if I’d like to meet him for lunch tomorrow, and that he could drive in my direction and I decided that it is a GREAT idea.
I’m really kinda looking forward to this meet! It’s so crazy that someone found me on FB from this tiny town church! He’s clearly not a “churchy” kind of guy, nor am I anymore (since the two failed attempts to get married in one!), so I’m really curious to hear his story.
I’ve actually done a lot of clicking around on his FB, and it appears that he’s very recently broken up with someone, so that’s going to be interesting. I can tell that they were together for a few years at least. This year they traveled to Europe a few times together, and they looked really cute together. In fact, the ex looks like a fun-loving chick – pretty in a casual kind of way and fairly adventurous. I’m not going to ask about her. I wonder if he’ll tell me about her.
Hm.
In other news, I got laid last night!
Yeah, the Bulldog came home from his Christmas family visit early. Seems he got in a fight with someone(s) and decided to end it and just come back. He’s a difficult guy.
We’d been texting back and forth for the last few days since I came back from California, exchanging pleasantries (or in Bulldog’s case, “negatries”) and such, and he happened to text me a photo of a gorgeous Le Creuset Dutch oven that his stepmom sent him for Christmas, so I asked him what was for dinner (he’s an insanely wonderful cook)…
And it was ON.
I made my way to his house in the pouring, freezing rain and it was so, so worth it. He made braised short ribs with goat cheese polenta, a rocket salad and I brought the bubbles and the vanilla treats (his fave).
We watched my new favorite TV series, Fargo. OMG. Who’s watching? It is the best series since Breaking Bad! I binge watched a few of the episodes from season 1 with my dad and since then I’d heard that season 2 is even better, so the Bulldog and I watched 3 (or 4?) episodes of S2 while we ate and drank a little wine.
And then I got frisky, like we both knew that I would. It’s almost embarrassing how he simply lets me have my way with him. He doesn’t try to seduce me at all – it’s almost like…well, it’s weird…like he is simply an outlet for my sexual desire.
We both know that we’re using each other, I guess. It’s weird and if I think about it too much I get sad.
So I won’t think about it anymore.
OK. Better get to work. I have lots to do.
Love and Eskimo kisses,
GS
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