I could really use a drink.
The day got a little more reasonable yesterday - really, until the end of the day when I was asked where all of this stuff that someone else promised I would do…without my knowledge…
That was so much fun that I just said, fuck it. And left. And went for a lovely, long walk and talk with [Athena].
Today I’m making up for it by having to do a major CYA report on what someone else promised I’d do and where I am in the progress of doing something that someone else said I would do. Oh, and also note that my boss DIRECTLY told me that I didn’t NEED to do this stuff that someone else said I would do, but now he’s BACKTRACKING and asking me to do a CYA write-up.
Motherfucker.
Deep breaths, again.
I have wasted 2 hours of today on CYA. At least that’s done. And remember our lesson from yesterday - done is better than perfect, right? ;)
Do you remember a while back I wanted to get rid of my engagement ring? I either wanted to sell it or trade it for something else that I would enjoy - instead of holding on to that memory and old hope/fantasy of being married…or something like that?
And do you remember that I met a guy who was in the jewelry/diamond business through mutual friends and he ended up sending a guy to come to my office and trade my ring in for a fancy-schmancy watch?
And do you remember that I was so happy with my trade, even though I may have gotten the short end of the stick…basically, I traded in a $25K (appraisal value) diamond ring for an $18K watch (if it were brand new, but it wasn’t…)? I know I didn’t got into that much detail, but the bottom line is, we’re talking pretty high-dollar stuff and I was very happy with my decision to trade and I wear that beautiful watch daily and really, really like how it looks and feels on my wrist.
ANYWAY…long story, but it turns out that the dude who did the trade with me is BFFs with my friend Maria’s (the woman I’m traveling to Italy with) daughter and son-in-law. Their families do everything together - travel, have kid get-togethers, have parties, etc. They were super, super close. And I’d seen the dude at their fancy-pants party over the holidays.
He committed suicide last week. I don’t know any of the details, but it’s so shocking and heartbreaking. He left behind a wife of 5 years and two little, little girls.
Today my friend Maria asked me to send her a photo of my watch. I asked her why and she won’t give me a straight answer. I’m guessing that maybe the jewelry dude had gotten himself into some trouble? Maybe the watch is fake? Maybe it’s stolen? Maybe something is terribly wrong with me having it? Is it bad karma that I’m wearing a watch that I got from a guy who then killed himself?
Could it be an issue? Could it be a legal issue? Could it be worse? Am I thinking the worst? It’s just weird that she asked me for a picture, I think. I asked her straight up what’s going on, but I’ve yet to hear back.
Anyway, that’s today’s mystery. I really do need a drink. Thankfully, I’m going to happy hour after work tonight with Ryan, my former colleague.
But for now, on with the shit-show…I mean, work.
xox,
GS
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