It's that time of the year in sorority land, even if you're alum and technically don't have to attend anything! My little is getting a little. That's right, I'm a grandbig. You're probably laughing hysterically at the fact that my "pretend" family is growing but in the eyes of my fellow sorostitutes, this is huge! Like those awful Fucillo Kia Commercials HUGE!
However, this is also a huge night in the eyes of my coworkers! It's Val's Wednesday night! Our boss plays our favorite songs, we sing along as we take shots of Jäger and Jameson, drink Bicardi Limon & Cranberry's and pretend half of us won't wake up hung over, smelling like smoke and funky beach locals. Politically you have to be at these nights to stay on bossman's good side (how warped is that?! best job ever, I know!) When your name is Magen and earlier this week you pissed the other manager off by calling him on his sexually driven, Uzbekistanian infused harassment.. You need to be at Vals tonight. So what do I do?
Given that I'm currently en route to my alma mater to see my faux family and hit up a couple gay bars with my big and her boy bestie that loves Britney Spears more than the 12 year old me, I'd say it's safe to say I made my decision. I did, however; call my boss to profusely apologize and make sure he's not mad at me. After receiving the "I could never hate you.. I'll just miss you" text, I dubbed it safe to proceed. That's right, I made a decision, told one side sorry but I can't make it and took off! Now, if you know me at all you know that doing such a thing normally involves pulling teeth, twisting my arm or threatening my life. I'm as indecisive as a two headed turtle in a tortoise race.
Behold, bucket list of the day.. Learn to say no! Check... Well, I made a step in the right direction. :)
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