Fri-yeah in These Foolish Things

  • Feb. 1, 2019, 11:32 p.m.
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Happy Friday!

Well, I started an entry waaaaay back on Wednesday while I was prepping for my day and getting ready for a meeting featuring Brown Nosey - who makes me want to barf - but I have to fake like we’re perfectly compatible co-workers or else she’ll tattle on me (well, not just me…it’s really anybody she can. UGH. It’s truly all I can do not to be a smug asshole to her, but I find it kind of fun to just smile at her and not let her know what I’m thinking. I think it drives her nuts. And it’s funny. We both like this one particular parking spot in front of our building. Literally, ANY day she gets to the office before me she takes the spot. And any day I get here before she does, I take it! It’s kind of ridiculous and I have NO idea what’s so special about the spot, but clearly we’re both weird.

So I told you that Boss went to China without telling me, right? We have since had some communication via email but it’s been sporadic. There was one email he sent specifically about my 45-day PIP (which has now turned into an 80-day PIP and counting…) where he told me I’d done a good job, but he wanted more information on some things that I’d added that I thought would help accomplish some of the improvements that I’d been charged with. And in that email he told me he’d be back on February 7th. Fine and good, right?

But then there was all this hush-hush whispering about how he was back in the USA and then even more rumblings about how he’d gotten really sick while he was in Dongguan and had to go to the hospital! And he never let me know about it. I don’t know whether he was embarrassed or didn’t think it was my business or what…but I sent him a text last night telling him that I’d heard that he had to go to the hospital and how horrible it must have been and that I was really sorry to hear that…and I asked him if he needed anything or if there was anything I could do to help…

And he ignored my text.

And then today he emailed me something so matter-of-fact, never even mentioning being back in the country or that he’d been sick or anything! It’s just so mysterious and weird - and yet, he wants to know allllll about what’s going on in my life - if there’s anything that might interfere with getting work done.

I get it - he’s my boss. He’s my superior. But you’d think that at least some of that communication would go both ways, right? Clearly we’re NOT a team. But we all already knew that. I’m just flummoxed.

Meanwhile, I went to lunch with Best Bud today, who is still looking for a new job after being fired from this place in October. She told me that she had a proposition for me and asked me if I was interested in doing a podcast with her. It would be about our industry and we’d have guests from smaller up-and-coming companies to interview about the changing landscape of the business. I actually think it’s a really cool opportunity, and even though it’s clearly a non-paying side gig, it would help us both get back out there and talking to others and getting our creative juices flowing!

I’m actually very excited about this! I’m sure there will be much more to follow regarding this.

But it’s time to head out for the weekend in a few. I have pretty much zero plans, save for working out and getting my nails done. I’m hoping to get a good organization session done as well as lots of walking with the dog - the weather is supposed to be spectacular! Oh, and I’m going to Karl’s to watch the Stupid Bowl. Have no real interest (never do) except to see the commercials.

I’m slowly ghosting Super Geek and he’s taken the hint.

I gave two guys from Bumble my phone number to take the conversations to the next level. One tried to call and we missed each other and I just didn’t have it in me to suggest another time. So there went that one.

The other guy texted to see what time would be a good time to talk (good move!). It was noon and I told him that I’d be free in “about an hour”. So he texted back something like, “great! So I’ll call you at 12:30.”

Um.

And he did call me at 12:30 and I wasn’t fucking available!

We finally did connect at 1:00, and the convo was weird. We just didn’t connect - at least that’s what I thought.

So I was surprised to get a text from him later this week asking if we could meet. I quickly texted him back, saying based on the information that I already had that I didn’t think we were a match.

He then shot back with this: “Best of luck to you too. Sorry we had a crappy conversation, but in the spirit of not giving up, I’ll share this with you. I’m told I can be quite charming. I made this for my mother a couple weeks ago to cheer her up when she was sick.”

And then he sent me a video of himself, taking a few sips of gin, introducing himself with a fake British accent and then singing while plucking a guitar!

It was bizarre and even though I was in the comfort of my own home, I was uncomfortable as HELL.

His final text said simply, “Stay sweet.”

WTF. How does he even know if I’m sweet or not?! Just. Weird.

And then yesterday I got a text out of the blue from a TOTAL stranger. The crazy thing is, he called me by my initial (only my super good friends do that) and told me that our mutual friend Lovely said we’d be a good match and said that we should meet.

Well, I was actually quite intrigued by that because how often do you meet people like this?

So I called Lovely on my drive home from work and she said that she never gave him my number because she didn’t know what the situation was with The Scot and would never just give someone my number without my permission. So she said he must have super sleuthed it and just took the liberty to text! She said he’s a fine specimen but that he also knows it - he’s pretty cocky but in a sexy kind of way.

ANYWAY. I told him he could call me around 7:30 when I got home from work, but there was no call. He ended up texting me at 9:30, which is past my bedtime anyway, so just texted back that I was headed to bed because I get up super early. He sent me some smirky emoji back.

What-evah.

And then there’s still The Scot, who’s had a rough week at work and clearly feels beaten down. I haven’t heard from him in many hours and it’s nearing midnight in Scotland so I’m just going to assume that he’s out blowing off steam. I’ll talk to him tomorrow morning.

I’m so missing being coupled up lately.

Gotta go. Weekend begins now.

xox,
GS


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