Today I began my "new" job at the Hamlet's City Hall.
That's right-- no more dust, no more dirt, no more feta cheese-covered keyboards.
Instead, I was greeted with a lovely vase of daffodils on my desk, a funny card bidding me welcome, warm smiles, sincere thank you's, positive words and pats on the back.
In my new office, the carpet is vacuumed. The trashcan is emptied. There are no disgusting unisex bathrooms with urinals and deodorant cakes.
I am thankful. I am relieved. I am grateful!
4 comments:
So . . . it turned out well after all? In a way?
Deodorant cakes. Yes, the world as a whole might be better off without those scrumptious delights. I'm so glad they aren't a part of your world now. Congratulations. I hope this new job works out so much better for you, T.
OMG!! I just realized that you had a cat named Layla!! That's hilarious, T! The Clapton song? We went the Persian route.
Scarlet- it did turn out well for me. The jury is out on how well it'll turn out for others, but... we'll just have to wait and see.
Gina- yes! Layla! I wanted to tell you before, but I thought that sharing with you that your beautiful daughter and my cat have the "same" name would have been odd.
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