Aug 18, 2004 01:03
Just over a year ago I took the worst damn store in the company and made it shiny.
With the help of my fabulous assistant. My boss knows what a great team we are, and how much we like working together, because we tell him so. Regularly.
So today my boss asks me to move to another store. I look gobsmacked at him. He hastens to assure me that I can take my assistant with me (I haven't heard of that before).
I tell him I'll discuss it with my Assistant and we'll get back to him.
Initially I'm reluctant. My store is so shiny. I'm a tad possessive. It's close to home. I'm in a comfort zone.
So I look at the pros. Which are quite attractive. By the time I talk to my Assistant I've talked myself into it. Assistant is also initially reluctant. I'm like, whatever you reckon. Comfort zone good. New challenge also good.
Me: Also on the plus side, this new store probably won't have the same level of Specialness in the customers, as for example, that guy that peed in the restaurant the other day. (and then got into a car outside so my Assistant was able to take the licence plate and report him to the cops)
Assistant: You realise that was the store that got held up with a sawn off shotgun?
Me: As opposed to big guys with big knives (me) or just-out-of-prison-guys who threaten to shoot you (assistant)?
Assistant: Point.
In other news, I've had an odd craving for Lemon Pudding for the last few days.
food,
work stuff