A Sad Day, Indeed
Well, yesterday was actually the terribly sad day. I was offered a new job. Better position in the grand scheme of things. I know, I know. You are asking, "How could that be a sad day, Whiner?" It's because if this - I love my boss. He is wonderful, kind, smart and funny. Now when I say I love him, I don't mean in a creepy stalker Sean Young kind of way. I just have a great deal of respect for him and he has been the best boss I have ever had.
I did not want to take this new job because I am very happy here. But I also have created some credit card debt for my family that needs to be addressed in a more assertive manner. Meaning - I have to get that shit paid off. The whole debt/guilt thing will have to be another post. It's just too much for one day.
So, you combine the guilt of putting my family in debt (I have surrendered my cards to Mr. Pants and will not be buying any new purses or shoes - but ask me sometime about my big red leather Tommy purse - I swear it was a steal!) with the guilt of leaving my most favorite boss of all time in a bind by leaving and it equals....... class? Anyone? Yes, that's right!! Shitloads of tears, stomachaches, migraines and sleepless nights!
Anyway, I took the job.
No, I am not terribly excited. I am not a big fan of change, you see. I am sure it will be just fine, they seem very nice and I have a friend who worked there and said it was great. It kinda sucks because I am very happy stay here! I didn't go looking for this. I despise the thought of my dear boss having to stay at the office half the night doing his job and mine. I just keep telling myself that I created this debt and I have to take care of it. This is the high price I must pay for being such a dumbass and buying crap I didn't need. The alternative was my husband getting a second job and never seeing me or the boys. Their names would be Medium Pants and Small Pants. I would just have to add that guilt to my stack and it just seemed like way too much, don't you think?
So, I will start my new job at the first of the year. I promise if I win the lottery, I am sending my favorite boss of all time a big fat check. This would be not only to help him out, but to also assuage all my guilt. That is going to have to be one humongous gi-fucking-gantic check.
I did not want to take this new job because I am very happy here. But I also have created some credit card debt for my family that needs to be addressed in a more assertive manner. Meaning - I have to get that shit paid off. The whole debt/guilt thing will have to be another post. It's just too much for one day.
So, you combine the guilt of putting my family in debt (I have surrendered my cards to Mr. Pants and will not be buying any new purses or shoes - but ask me sometime about my big red leather Tommy purse - I swear it was a steal!) with the guilt of leaving my most favorite boss of all time in a bind by leaving and it equals....... class? Anyone? Yes, that's right!! Shitloads of tears, stomachaches, migraines and sleepless nights!
Anyway, I took the job.
No, I am not terribly excited. I am not a big fan of change, you see. I am sure it will be just fine, they seem very nice and I have a friend who worked there and said it was great. It kinda sucks because I am very happy stay here! I didn't go looking for this. I despise the thought of my dear boss having to stay at the office half the night doing his job and mine. I just keep telling myself that I created this debt and I have to take care of it. This is the high price I must pay for being such a dumbass and buying crap I didn't need. The alternative was my husband getting a second job and never seeing me or the boys. Their names would be Medium Pants and Small Pants. I would just have to add that guilt to my stack and it just seemed like way too much, don't you think?
So, I will start my new job at the first of the year. I promise if I win the lottery, I am sending my favorite boss of all time a big fat check. This would be not only to help him out, but to also assuage all my guilt. That is going to have to be one humongous gi-fucking-gantic check.
posted by Justin @ 12:59 PM
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