I've come to learn something in my new found wisdom of realization... I am way too comfortable in my job. Oh sure, I dress nice for the part. My closet over flows with clothes that put me in debt and my car is brand new... but I'm broke. In debt. Stuck where I stay. Why?
Because I'm comfortable.
I love the people I work with. I love that there's no pressure. No one looks over my shoulder or gets on my ass about every little thing. My boss is awesome, the managers are awesome--EVERYONE is... awesome. We're literally comfortable talking about just about anything together. Which is good when you need a friend, bad when that friend is comfortable enough to tease you about something you told them in confidence.
Case in point: I told Funnyman about my recent family incident between me and my asshole brother... now he teases me about it. I told funnyman about my recent doctor diagnosis of my lack of lactose toleration... now EVERYONE teases me about it.
So here is what I've learned--oh, it's not to keep my beck shut. It's to tease Mr. Funnyman RIGHT back. Which I do, on a regular basis. It's awesome. I love it.
Now on to the second reason I'm writing this...
It is no secret that I am in love with MOTU Edward... well today someone decided to whip out the yard stick and whack people. Apparently I could not hide my excited face because now I'm being teased for liking a little spank here and there. Oops! :P
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