Sometimes I’m envious when I listen to my boss. He’s my age, has a house, two kids and is able to give them everything. Summer camp, parties, whatever extra curricular activities they desire.
I am barely making ends meet. I cannot afford to send my kid to camp (thank goodness he doesn’t want to go). I can’t afford much of anything. I’m blessed that my kid doesn’t ask for much but sometimes I feel so guilty that I can’t give him more.
I guess I’m the only one in this office who shows up on time. What amazes me day after day is that the receptionist comes in 10-15 minutes late everyday and she still has a job. Isn’t your receptionist supposed to be – well important in a law firm? Most of the time she also looks like she just rolled out of bed with her lumpy sweats and fat ass and shirt with rolls of fat. What a wonderful sight for clients. The thing is that when she’s not on a personal phone call or looking on her Facebook page she’s good at her job. I know from experience that finding a receptionist who can walk and chew gum at the same time is hard. But I would think the economy being what it is there would be someone out there who could actually show up on time and not dress like they are going out grocery shopping. Meanwhile one of my bosses left. I knew it was going to happen when four months ago he lost his biggest (and only) client. Not that this guy needs to work he’s filthy rich and tighter with his money than a vise. So, I’ve been scrambling for work to look busy. Pretty funny because I used to be so busy that both bosses would scream at one another and compete for my attention. I flat out asked my boss if my other bosses retiring was going to affect me. Someone actually told me I should “wait and see” what happens. Yeah right with a roof to keep over my head – I think not. He said that they weren’t thinking that way. Bottom line is that they need me. Bottom line is that I’m 10 times better than the other person who is in here. Of course in my years of experience better doesn’t mean squat – whose ass you kiss does. Yeah my life would be (and have been) easier if I were a suck up. I do not have the suck up gene nor has it been nurtured.
L is listening to the sound of his own voice. He loves to hear it. That’s not uncommon when you work for attorneys. They drone on and on thinking they are spewing some brilliant dialogue and it’s mostly drivel. But you nod your head and pretend to be fascinated because they are signing your paycheck. People over they years have said to me “You’re so smart, why don’t you become a lawyer?” My answer usually is “I’m not bitchy/arrogant enough.” I also have a good command of the English language and don’t talk out of my asshole.
So my boss comes into my office and says it’s [some attorney’s] birthday today just in case you wanted to know. And I said “it’s my birthday next week in case anyone wants to know.” Granted I won’t be here, I will be away but I gave my boss a present and a card. Do I expect anything in return – no I don’t although it would be nice if I got my fucking raise already – but does he really think I care about x’s birthday when she’s never done anything for me. I mean we’re surface friendly always talking about our cats but why in heaven’s name would I care, much less want to celebrate when she was born. I am so happy I’m going away next week. If I were a thermometer my mercury would burst!
