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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