I hope she works out for you, zenkitty.
Dawn ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I'm trying to be social. I'm at the arboretum, where a Young Professionals group is supposed to be meeting to see a brass band concert. I'm at the place where the concert is, but I can't find any of the people I know from the group.
The concert is starting, and still haven't found anyone. I tried asking on facebook, but it seems like most of the people I know didn't come.
I left. Couldn't find anybody I knew, didn't like the music, and the conductor was trying to get the crowd pumped up by leading everybody in a football cheer.
So today is the day I go in to a staff meeting while I'm on vacation, and ask bosslady in front of the house manager and trainer why she handles my PTO requests differently from everybody else's. WooHoo!
Fun! I hope it all goes well.
You're a warrior, WS!
Have you considered going to the meeting in pajamas?
Good luck, WS!
I like Ginger's idea of dress--though I myself would never have the chutzpah to carry it off. Courage, WS! And may the results be glorious.