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.: 8.13.2007 

Last post of the night.

Meant to post ealier but I haven't had a chance, so...

Today at work I realized that I was not actually in charge. Want to know how I knew? Bosslady called four times and didn't talk to me once. Bosslady gets kind of, well, let's call it stressed, when she's not in the office, and is infamous for her gazmillion phone calls per day. Usually, though, she picks one person to send all her advice and reminders and requests through, and that person is whoever she has left in charge. This time, a person not me.

You know, I was really ok with me not being in charge. She could have just said that she was, too, rather than trying to fake it. It's just there I was, all stupid and useless with my notebook and sharp pencil and to-do list, wanting to make sure everything went right as well as have a little fun. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

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