So I may have mentioned the high turnover rate. Nobody lasts for ever, and it increasingly seems that nobody lasts at all. I bring it up now because it relates to the blog: I started this web log to chronicle my adventures at work, and my relationship with cute girl. (You may recall the first few months when cute girl didn’t know my name, or the next few months when I’d critique her ugly blue coat.) Y’all (this really feels like a “y’all” moment),
Cute girl is leaving.
I’m beside myself, much like my cube is beside her cube (well, actually diagonally across an aisle) – I am diagonally across an aisle from myself. An end of an era. Cute girl. Gone. Does this mean an end to the blog as well? Is there nothing worth carrying on? What of donuts!? WHAT. OF. DONUTS?!
She announced yesterday. This may be the last time I see her, ever. There won’t even be a goodbye sendoff, because that’s not how her group operates. (Their manager takes them out for a group lunch, that’s it, no drinking, no embarrassing drunken confessions at the bar.) I’ll miss that opportunity to express my true feelings for her (that she’s cute), and how I really feel about her engagement (disappointed).
Y’all, cute girl is leaving.
And stupid Stupid Guy is going to take her cube. Her cube.
I’ll be honest here, I’m sort of falling apart a little.
This came as quite a shock.
I don’t know how to conduct myself around her (not that I did before). I don’t want to wish her good luck with her new job, because if she has bad luck and hates it, wouldn’t that mean she’d come back here? Right? I am weeping openly at my desk. No, no, don’t worry, I’ve got my head turned so she won’t see me cry. We have to stay strong. I have to stay strong, dammit. It’s not the end of the world.
Just the end of an era. A really cute era.
-tgme
recommended downloads:
Ani Difranco, Face Up And Sing
Our Lady Peace, Neon Crossing
The Dropkick Murphys, The Fields Of Athenry
and
Lucky Boys Confusion, 50 Of My Closest Friends And A Keg Of Killians (Do You Miss Me)
6 comments:
wow, man.
i'm wicked sorry.
you should go mark her cube so you get it.
wait, that may get you fired...
go mark her cube.
Face Up and Sing was the most appropriate song for this post. I am amazed that you knew to go directly to Ani (do not pass Go or collect $200) for the perfect song for this moment. I am very very impressed.
I also thought cg was fictional. as in, not non-fictional.
no, that was just a rumor.
but thank you both for your thoughts and expressions of sympathy.
-t
ps kate, what do you mean "mark her cube" and why would that get me fired?
You know, a cuter girl could replace her. One who doesn't wear heinous baby blue coats.
Geez, Tom, I thought you were an optimist. Is that what becoming upper management does to a person?
I agree with discount cialis...it's a great blog, and I'm definitely bookmarking it. I also agree with Felecia in that you could get a cuter girl with a better fashion sense...I'll keep my fingers crossed for you :)
Nope. They're slowly disbanding that group, phasing it out over the next year. And we know who's moving to her cube, it's the guy that sits behind me, and he is def. not a cute girl with good fasion sense. (his tastes runs more toward bill cosby sweaters).
-t
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