Golf
Jun/091
I’m trying to sort out work. I love my job. Due to everything going on recently, I owe them a whole crapload of time: somewhere on the order of 100 hours. I’ve been trying to figure out if they’re happy with my work or not. I always obsess about crap like this.
Anyway, my point: Today, D.J. invited me (and everyone else around) to play golf Wednesday morning before work. I’ve never held a golf club in my life. It should be interesting.
Last notch in my psychosis: I was in Atlanta on my anniversary, getting certified to do my job. One way or another, D.J. got wind of said happenstance. Today, he handed me a gift certificate for The Melting Pot and told me to take Heather out for an anniversary dinner on him. How cool is that? This is why I love my job.
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1:10 pm on June 26th, 2009
I like your job as well…for more then just that reason though that did help the situation