Well...
I've been needing to update, but I didn't expect it to be anything all bad. It wasn't bad until yesterday, anyway.
Long story short, one of my supervisors called me yesterday and informed me that our manager in the business office (you know, the part I work in) had been in an accident and well, I'm sure you can draw conclusions from it.
He was with his dad, they were driving home from a football game in Kansas City and some drunk 21-year-old hit them. His dad's in the hospital, but apparently he won't be getting to come home, because he has a really bad head injury. I feel so bad for his mom, ugh. He has tons of family around here, so she'll have lots of support, but God, I can't even imagine that.
It was a really rough day at work, because obviously, everybody was really sad. I mean, he worked there for almost 20 years, everybody knew him. One of the ladies I work with grew up with him, went all through school with him, so she's known him forever. It's just...blah. He was a really great person and like we said in our meeting this morning, he can't be replaced. Not that we're even thinking about that or anything yet, we just need to get through this week first.
We don't know yet when the funeral and all that will be, but I know I'm not going. I can't do those, I just can't. I know I won't be the only one not going, so I don't feel horrible about it.
The main thing I feel bad about is that I cried more already over this than I did over my grandpa. Maybe it's because this was sudden and unexpected, and with my grandpa, it was pretty much expected, because he was so sick. Maybe it's because my boss was a great guy and my grandpa was kind of, well, not always a great guy.
I don't know, but I feel guilty about it. Bah, I don't know. I'm doing okay with it, obviously I'm bummed out, because that's horrible and I'll miss him, but I know we'll all get past it. We won't forget about him, but we'll get better.
Blah, next update will be happier, I promise. I just had to tell what was up.
Long story short, one of my supervisors called me yesterday and informed me that our manager in the business office (you know, the part I work in) had been in an accident and well, I'm sure you can draw conclusions from it.
He was with his dad, they were driving home from a football game in Kansas City and some drunk 21-year-old hit them. His dad's in the hospital, but apparently he won't be getting to come home, because he has a really bad head injury. I feel so bad for his mom, ugh. He has tons of family around here, so she'll have lots of support, but God, I can't even imagine that.
It was a really rough day at work, because obviously, everybody was really sad. I mean, he worked there for almost 20 years, everybody knew him. One of the ladies I work with grew up with him, went all through school with him, so she's known him forever. It's just...blah. He was a really great person and like we said in our meeting this morning, he can't be replaced. Not that we're even thinking about that or anything yet, we just need to get through this week first.
We don't know yet when the funeral and all that will be, but I know I'm not going. I can't do those, I just can't. I know I won't be the only one not going, so I don't feel horrible about it.
The main thing I feel bad about is that I cried more already over this than I did over my grandpa. Maybe it's because this was sudden and unexpected, and with my grandpa, it was pretty much expected, because he was so sick. Maybe it's because my boss was a great guy and my grandpa was kind of, well, not always a great guy.
I don't know, but I feel guilty about it. Bah, I don't know. I'm doing okay with it, obviously I'm bummed out, because that's horrible and I'll miss him, but I know we'll all get past it. We won't forget about him, but we'll get better.
Blah, next update will be happier, I promise. I just had to tell what was up.