I am so tired.
But also so happy! Shit people, this job is freaking amazing. It's a little intimidating how much they trust me with all of this responsibility. They are trusting me with money and hiring decisions and all judgment calls. It is astounding. They are also not only accepting of my photography business, they are willing to provide some amazing opportunities.
They're also all super nice and seriously smart. I'm impressed that I was hired.
I wore a cute Ann Taylor collared blouse that I got on sale for $10. It had short squeezing sleeves and was blue silk and buttoned up the front. I felt a little like a fat man in a little coat when I stretched my arms out in front of me, but I had no reason to stretch my arms out like that other than to test the squeeziness of the arms (which I did several times, because I'm a freak like that).
It had sort of a deep V before the buttons started and at one point I caught my boss looking at my chest a couple of times. I was starting to wonder if she was checking out my bewbies or what, so I glanced down and there was no cleavage showing or anything so I just sort of forgot about it and thought she was a little odd.
Sure enough, I get home after dinner, look in the mirror and a freaking button was unbuttoned. Fuck. How long was it like that? At least since 3pm but how much longer before that? Cute Ash, real cute.
My pants were these fan-freakin-tastic black with black pinstripe Ann Taylor trousers that I got on sale for $40 down from $150. They fit me like they were made for me; they were comfortable, they were the perfect length, fully lined...they felt like $150 pants.
Sure enough, I got home after dinner, took them off and noticed that I left the tags on.
How freaking hopeless am I? I am not fit for the public, I tell you. Luckily the tags were definitely inside my pants and my shirt was not tucked in, so no one saw, but still. Damn. It definitely put a chip in my ultra-confident, oh-so-executive armor. And now I just told thousands of people.
Oh well, she liked me, boobies and all.
So tomorrow will be another all day affair and then the bosses will go back up north and set me loose on the world. I will be working from home. I will be online a lot. So things with us should be fine, I don't want anyone freaking out, I know today must have sucked for you all.
Just think, we're another step closer to the Ashley's Closet cruise!