Okay, I’m on the plane headed on my last business trip of the year. It’s sooooo wonderful to get out of the office, but because I’ve had so few biz trips this year, I feel like an amateur. It’s like every single person on this flight has priority status (including me), so when that happens, we’re all in a cattle call and I hate that. I always have to put on my protective shield when I travel, but this time seemed extreme.
I’m online - still able to use my ex’s (SexyPants) login to get free wifi on the plane! I love it. For whatever reason, I did some FB stalking last night. SP has posted a photo of him with his arms around some woman who looks like she’s close to 70 years old. It makes sense. He’s always loved older women. But I also stalked his son. Oh my god, you guys. I am SO glad I’m out of that mess. In addition to the severe mental illness, SOS is now a major meth head. And he’s posting about it publically online. What a disaster. I’m sad for him and for SP, but I can’t help but feel so much relief that I don’t have to deal with that.
The latest on Boss is infuriating per usual. After I wrote my last entry and cuddled up in bed the texting began. I debated and debated for about 10 minutes, but it was making me so crazy that I had to answer him…which started a flood of more texts. He finally stopped and I slept hard, but he started right back up at 4am!
Luckily, that was what time I’d set my alarm to get ready for this trip. He asked me what my travel schedule was, so I sent it to him, telling him that I was getting ready to head to the airport. His answer? “Oh my…” as if he were shocked that I was getting up so early to get to the airport!! WTF??? If you’re so shocked by my early hours, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TEXTING ME AT 4AM??!
It’s mind boggling!
So then I got to the airport to review all of the 86,392 emails that Boss had sent me. In one of them he says, “I reviewed the development files you put in my travel folder and I’m pleased to see how far along you are and the progress…I wish you were here with me to work with the factory. Hopefully next trip we’ll be in better shape with the budget and you can be over here doing this.”
You guys, this makes me IN-FREAKING-SANE. So many things wrong with the above:
He does not TRUST that I’ve done my work to be in the position where we need to be (we are…I got us there)
He’s over there doing MY job and telling me, “Wish you were here!”
He has ZERO respect for my personal time. I have plans tonight to go to a social event with someone I’d met last year at this convention. He wants to have a conference call?! I need to tell him that I will be tied up until at least 9:30 my time.
Crap! My battery is dying! Why is this happening?
OK. Back and plugged in. Good. Where was I?
Ugh. So tired of complaining about Boss.
Did I tell you about the GOOD phone interview I had last week with a potential new company? Can’t remember if I wrote about it and am too lazy to look back. Sounds like an interesting opportunity to get in on the ground floor of a new organization within a long-time company. Unfortunately, the company is not doing well and is in the middle of a turnaround plan. This new organization is part of that turnaround. I am watching this company through the holiday season as this is such an important time for all retail (duh).
Haven’t heard back from first company, but it might be time to ping them - actually, I’ll do that next week. I know the VP who will be hiring for this position is traveling. She’s actually traveling with a friend of mine, so it’s a good time to ping my friend to see if she’s had a chance to talk me up!
OK. We are going into descent. Someone on the back of the plane is having a medical emergency!! They are giving him oxygen and I think may have pulled out the defibrillator!!
More to come, I’m sure. Let’s hope we get this guy on the ground safely!
xox,
GS
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