Well, it has been about a month since my last update and boy oh boy has a lot happened since then. Time is flying.
I got pretty settled at work and have successfully scoped out the good and bad eggs. Good news is, I really love most of the people I work with. There are only a select few with questionable morals...but if you know anything about me, I'll take care of that one way or the other. I have made two really great girl friends who I happen to work with. They have been so great and we clicked from the beginning (even if they are being paid to be friends with me). Everyday we meet promptly at 11 a.m. for lunch at Sue's Grill where they serve "fresh made yesterday chicken salad" or "left over last week chicken casserole soup." I joke that they are probably getting paid to be friends with me. My theory was developed even more a few weeks ago when, in casual conversation, "Danielle" tells me that her name is actually "Heather." I felt like I was in the twilight zone.."your name is what?"
For those of you who don't know, country clubs are generally closed on Mondays. Our club is a little different in that we are open 7 days a week; everyone works different schedules. Last week I convinced both girls to leave work at 3:30 to celebrate "Margarita Monday" (one of my better ideas, if I do say so myself). We went to a nearby Mexican place and had our first margarita by 3:45...six hours later I got home. I'll let you fill in the blanks but the moral of the story is that I have a great time here.
Danielle may possibly be a carbon copy of me, add red hair, subtract two cup sizes, mix in a dash of southern accent. She loves concerts, which is ironic considering I think in the last five years I've probably seen 30 concerts or more. Last month we went to the Miranda Lambert concert and most recently we saw Corey Smith. Blog coming soon on that experience. I might also add that the girl has immecable taste in clothing...with our powers combined we can probably rule the world!
We joke because we have had to do some pretty ridiculous things the last few weeks and I tell them they have been "hazing" me and that I'm building my HR case against them. Interestingly enough, Danielle laughs about it and Megan (HR Director) thinks it's hilarious, home girl can't catch a break. Hazing ritual number one: Danielle made me ride in the back of a 15 passenger van on my knees holding a huge pile of towels that went EVERYWHERE every time she hit a bump, and I swear she drove through a mine field on the way back. Ritual number two-someone decides that it should be ME that had to drive a HUGE paneled diesel truck clear accross the county. I nearly amputated my arm trying to run the lift on the thing, not to mention the fact that I drove over at least 2 curbs and probably killed a neighborhood cat in the mean time. I won't even mention the "Limo Bus" Danielle made me drive through "BoJangles"...we all know my feelings on BoJangles.
Moral of the story is...I'm having a great time. I laugh everyday, and I'd call that a successful story.
Stay tuned tomorrow for the update on other things going on...including new puppies!
