Wednesday, January 16, 2008

here's your chance

to clobber me over the head with all the annoying cliches I've used on you guys over the years: "Leap and the net will appear!" and of course my favorite, "Everything happens for a reason!" and "When one door closes, another one opens!" Just kidding. I've never said that because if I did, I'd have to repeatedly slam my head in a car door as punishment.

Anyway, my point, and I do have one, is that it's become painfully obvious that I need to find a new job. I have mixed feelings about this because there are many things I love about my job, such as getting to go out to Janie's and helping with her birds, the occasional opportunity to bring home an orphaned tiny fawn and also, hello? Water Potato Day. But...without getting into too much detail, there is a person who has made me completely dread coming to work. He is a volatile, unstable, potentially dangerous time-bomb. Yes, of course I've gone to higher-ups and they did not handle it appropriately at all. He is on the record as having physically threatened several people prior to my even coming to work here. At least 3 other people have quit as a direct result of his behavior, including, most recently, a brilliant PhD who we were lucky enough to hire. He lasted 6 months under this person. But he (the offender) has power because he is building up the tribe's land coffers, which, of course, gives them more power.'s off into the wild blue yonder I go. I am filled with regret for making such horrible choices during my college years. Art?! Who the fuck majors in art??? David, bless his sweet heart, thinks I should try to make a go of making money off my creativity. But how? What? Maybe Christina and I could do something together; it's been a long-time dream of ours. So maybe now is the time for me to re-evaluate everything.

I know. I'll leap, and hope the net appears. If you hear a sickening thud, please call 9-1-1.


David said...

If you go splat - please don't mess up the new carpet.

kate said...

Don't worry sweetie, I'll make sure I hit YOUR rug if I do! :)

jpogue said...

I wish I could think of something wonderful for you - it's kind of the "American Dream" to suddenly find yourself in this position! Well, that is, unless you have to actually go find another job. But if you don't and get to think of some business - now THAT would be fun!

Jacki said...

um... aunt Crazy Kate, I got LOTS of compliments on the little itty-bitty t-shirts you made for Allie when she was born. Actually, one of my good friends wants you to make her a couple when she has another baby. Ehem!- Kole would look pretty cute in one too.. ehem-ehem!!! Anyways, my point... you could totally sell those!

Dee said...

Its fate. As I was getting onto the blogs, there was an ad for many professions, "How do I become a ------", and there it was----
Bounty Hunter !
Your new profession ! Think how exciting that would be ---every day different ! Making lots of money, meeting new people !

Linda, aka "Lala" said...

I would SOOO become a bounty hunter with you!!!
Come on! Let's do it!!!!

How cute would we be in our Laura Croft tank tops, each toting a handgun, with an AK47 slung over our shoulder. (The AK would pretty much be for looks, 'cuz I'm pretty sure actually firing one would knock us on our butts.)