February 17, 2009

So...


...apparently I am NOT starting work on February 24th.  No.  After a phone call from my new boss, apparently I am starting work TOMORROW.  Tomorrow!  As in, the day after today.  Which is fine really.  I need the monies.  And he sounded so desperate for help.  And so excited by the prospect of someone coming in an organize his life and take care of everything that needs taking care of.  So that's fine.  It is.  Although when he called I was so completely thrown off that I stuttered and uhh uhh uhh-ed for five minutes as thoughts like but but but Mama and I were going to go to Short Hills mall tomorrow and have lunch at my favorite restaurants and eat all those glorious bread sticks and walk around and soak up the wealth charged through my addled brain.  But I said "OK!  See you at 10!"  (Do you know how exciting it is to not even have to set an ALARM for work?  To not have to worry about rush hour traffic?  Or crazy psycho train commuters?  Oh man the glory.)  

And then the minute I hung up... panic.

I HAVE NOT GONE TO THE STORE FOR FOOD STUFFS.  I DO NOT KNOW IF THERE IS A REFRIGERATOR.  I DO NOT KNOW IF I HAVE A DRAWER IN WHICH TO STORE ALL OF MY SNACKS.  

I.  HAVE.  NOT.  PREPARED.  MY.  FEEDBAG!

4 comments:

Dorie Morgan said...

Good luck! You'll do great!

Anonymous said...

Good luck with the job, let us know what happens. I hope there is a refrigerator, there really should be...

Trina said...

hope you had enough in your feed bag!

please sir said...

Oh no - but sounds exciting! And yes the money is a plus!