OMG - work is super annoying today and the writing is on the wall - unless something drastically changes, the company just may go down…and the biggest frustration is that the line that I created (LTIC) is wonderful but we can’t get out of our own fucking way to get this product shipped out of our facilities and THAT’S beyond frustrating! Even Boss is super frustrated and has actually RECOGNIZED (finally) all the work put in to make such a phenomenal line and how so many other fuck ups completely out of my control have made it impossible to celebrate the success. But yeah, one thing to recognize and another to be able to celebrate, so…shit.
I’m home now. It was a long, long day today at work, starting with a meeting with Brown Nosey first thing this morning. Yes, she’s still with the company because she’s sucked her way into staying, but it will be interesting now that she works for Boss, kind of taking Golden Boy’s place.
Had lunch with some former members of my team (remember, I don’t have a staff anymore. I stand on my own…another risky issue), and it was a good lunch with lots of yuks, but at the same time, we all know that we are in dangerous, dangerous waters. I more than most, but we’re all in the same boat as it pertains to the company simply not being able to deliver!
Anyway. Yes, I’m home and relaxing on a Friday night. No plans. No obligations. No nothing.
Last night I was thinking about New Year’s Eve and where The Scot and I should stay in Manhattan and it dawned on me that I could maybe try to ask some of my friends who actually live in NYC, so I sent a quick text to the guy I used to fling with who lives in Union Square.
I realized fairly quickly that I probably shouldn’t have opened that can of worms. After I asked him if he had any recommendations of a good place to stay for NYE, he started going down memory lane of the two of us and the places I used to stay in NYC for business, and some of the other hotels where we actually had some incredibly naughty hookups. He brought up details that I’d LONG forgotten and couldn’t believe that he even remotely remembered….oh, but he did. My oh my, he sure did.
In his words, “You were spirited back in the day…”
I would like to read back in my Open Diary about those days and what I was thinking, because I appear to be a legend in his mind. I was probably all self-conscious and worried and stressed about things I shouldn’t have been. Hah. Probably like I am today.
But man, it sounds like I was pretty fucking hot by the sounds of his texts. No wonder he notices when I post something on Social from NYC.
He even alluded to us getting together while I’m in town over NYE, but I haven’t answered that text yet.
Meanwhile, The Scot is rocking my text messages in such a way that we are nearly professing our love for each other. I mean, you’ve seen the exchanges in previous entries, right? Well, they are only getting BETTER and MORE intense..if that was even possible.
I do expect to see some confirmation emails over the weekend. I am banking on our NYE rendezvous! I am already imagining the stories I will tell!!
OK. It’s much later in the day than I’d planned to get this entry out, but it’s still Day 2 and I have plenty of time…but I need to walk the dog and then get my snooze on because I’ll be facetiming my honey at 6am and I want to be fresh.
So. Until tomorrow, my lovelies…
xox,
GS
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