“god now what?”
i’m sure my face said that.
she sat me down on her couch with a manilla folder in her hand.
it was my three month review.
can you believe it?
felt like just yesterday i got accepted for the job.
since she won’t be in next week,
she wanted to give it to me early.
i got a pretty good review.
she talked about how fast i complete assignments,
how much she admires the way i write emails,
the way i do my own thing without supervision,
and the fact that i’m not involved in all the office gossip/drama.
well tell the others to keep my name out their mouthes.
anyway i passed!
i am officially off probation.
a fox can now get sick + vacation days.
i’ll also get paid for holidays.
thank you so much!!!”
i can also leave fridays at 12,
if i choose,
with regular pay.
well the whole company does during summer.
to some people,
getting off probation means its time to act all kinds of ratchet.
that means i have passed another milestone.
i also realized that i don’t want to be at this job for that long.
i really want more out of my life and sitting at a desk is not “it”.
even though this is a great company,
and i am extremely grateful to have this job,
i don’t want to get stuck.
that actually scares me.
according to him all of the mailroom wolves,
and liar liar are all going out after work at some spot for happy hour.
i quickly declined.
liar liar was going to be there so i was definitely good.
alcohol is a truth serum.
a couple drinks and you know people start talking.
it wasn’t going to be i,
“ya know what?
i’m actually going to see godzilla tomorrow night.
i’ll have to pass but next time!”
i’m really not seeing it tomorrow.
it was the best i could come up with.
i’m noticing they are all “friends” outside of work.
honestly they aren’t my type of “crowd” anyway.
they use the benefits of the job to do ratchet shit and meet ratchet people.
the mailroom wolves have said they drop names to get pussy.
this job could actually get them in the door for great networking.
maybe even a better job.
i won’t tell them that tho.
i want more.
i want to hang with baller wolves,
and other like minded folks.
so i’ll take my ass home tomorrow night.
i may be alone now,
but i’ll hold onto hope i’ll meet people i clique with.