I am dreading going to work tonight. I have greatly enjoyed the time off and in my absence I missed a "very important, mandatory" meeting. oops. Anyhow, I guess that things are really not going well at all, and I just want to leave, or never return as the case may be, I am very strongly tempted to walk in there with my uniform clean and pressed and turn in my keys . . . If only I were that gutsy. But I haven't found a new job yet so I will not quit until I at least have a fairly good idea of where I am going to end up. Me and my continual need for security.
I have been a little tense since yesterday's "wonderful" *insert huge amounts of sarcasm here* little visit to Dixon. No guy should ever have to endure that. Mental note: if you like the guy don't take him to Dixon. *sigh* When will I learn? Well, the damage is done, we shall see . . .
I hope.
