Just let it fly smoothly...

Jul 08, 2006 10:14

Breath in.  Breath out.
I am about to get yelled at by my boss.
Tara's advice: "don't cry, don't cry, don't cry."

My boss told me she wants to "have a talk"  with me in her office "about a few things."  With her it means I am in trouble.  The kind that merits the door being closed for volume control.  My boss is your typical frosty librarian.  While I admire her and learn all I can from her, I also live in fear of her.  Back handed compliments, and a scolding with a smile that cuts like a scalpel are not uncommon.  I am new.  I am THE new person.  Everyone has told me stories about being THE new person.  I am so nervous already because today I leave for Boston.  
What I am in trouble for I can only let my imagination tell me.  I know it is any number of particular things, and then there are always the things you never imagine.  I am so sensitive to this sort of thing, I didn't need this today.

I just have to keep playing Jack Johnson in my head, and think about who's arms I will be laying in tonight.

Breath in.  Breath out.
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