Emotional Promotional

Today I was promoted. I don't start until next Tuesday (officially) but I got the offer and took the job as of today. I'm glad. I feel the need for a restart. I need a new challenge and I am ready to take it. This day was off to a very rocky start. I went to work for a manager's meeting only to leave and come back in the afternoon. I was the manager in charge for the night and had to come help run the store, so to speak, for the latter half of the day.

As I walked past my manager's office when I arrived at work at 2pm she cautiously motioned for me to come into her office. Sirens went off in my mind, calling out voracious screams of "THE SHIT IS HITTING THE FAN THE SHIT IS HITTING THE FAN!" What was she getting ready to say? Was she about to let me down easy? This would have been the worst. Finding out that I am SO not the candidate for the job and not even from the manager that interviewed me from the position. I was not worthy enough to even be told that I did not get it. This however, was not the case. She started with the good...no...sorry, scratch that, the not-as-bad news, but awful news, that one of my employees was in the hospital and would be there for a few days. Dammit. Then she went on to tell me that another one of my employees was "no longer with us." Which I cannot go into detail about and actually, am only aware of the detail that they are "no longer with us." Another Dammit.

The only reason I even showed up to work today was because I knew that I would have my answer about this pending promotion. I knew that I would find out if I was worthy or not so I ventured into work today. Only to get caught in a storm full of shit. To think of how upset my stomach was while waiting for my answer over the weekend, just think about it now that my department, in one day and in one instance crumbled before my eyes. Scary shit.

I'm optimistic though, I mean, I'm moving on, so I have to be. I am making the most of what I can before I leave and hoping that things will work themselves out in the end. I love my team. I hired them myself and they are a great bunch of dudes. I will truly miss them when I make my move to my new locale.

This week will turn out to be long as shit. I will work a few more nights than usual, I will work a few rounders here and there. But as I have planned it I will still have my Labor Day weekend off. My buddy Curtis is coming to town and we are staying at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Boston Prop-AH! We aren't romantical of any sorts but we are just really good buddies that have managed to keep in touch since about forever ago in Charlotte. We met through our mutual friend Andy and I think it is safe to say on both of our behalves that neither one of us ever imagined our friendship would last this long but regardless of the "how we met back when" stories we never stop laughing when we are together. Especially when we talk about Svetlana!

Sunday we will take a Ferry boat to P-town and spend the night there as well. We will return on Monday and it is by all means a vacation that has been a long time coming. It will work out perfect to get this all out of my system and then to move on. Curtis is coming up straight from Atlanta and I can't wait for one big giant dose of SOUTHERN!

YEEEEEEE-HAW!!!