Wednesday, December 2, 2009

And now I hear from the opposing team

My first week of work I was rounding up my license’s for the new boss.  I wasn’t sure about one of them and really didn’t think it was the real one.  Bill had a tendency to take care of me with all of that stuff and I was even surprised I had them in my possession.  So in order to figure out if this was indeed the correct one I texted Kathy. The old secretary.  I asked her to check in my file in his office, she asked where I was working, someone had called to verify my employment there and *gasp* they wouldn’t tell her anything else.  Nosy bitch. This happened to be the day I fell apart at work so forgive me, I wasn’t thinking.  I told her where I was working.  And when she asked if I liked it?…I told her I hated it.

I’m sure it took her mere seconds to look up the address of my new company and figure out I was a mile up the road.  A mile up where none of them travel because there is a road that runs parallel with less traffic. 

Now I know that woman waddled her large ass back to Bill as quick as possible and filled him and Joey in on the news.  Why can’t I keep my trap shut?  It took four days for a text to come in from Joey.   The first I have heard from him in 7 months.  He said he had a job offer I might be interested in and to please call him.  I’m not going to lie….I set my phone down and took a step back.  Bill was in on this.  I know what happened the second I let those first texts send.  This was more of a trap and I could do this on my own.

It took every inch of will to text him back a No thanks, I have a job.  It would have been so easy to jump back into that comfort zone. Tucked up nice and close to Bill, but I couldn’t depend on those people anymore.  I took the notion that part of him still cares.  Part of the man I know is still there but I have to leave it at that.  I have made it this far on my own and I can damn well keep going.  I may hate my job but I got this stupid shitty ass job on my own and without his help. 

That was the first bit in 7 months.  The first crack into anything.  And when I pulled out of work the next day, sitting there at the intersection, was Bill.  Like I said, Kathy tells all. I took the green light and hit the gas in the other direction.

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