I fear abandonment.
I fear change.
I hate thinking of being left.
I hate being left even more.
I don't like when things stray from the norm....
And, since it IS all about me....
My friend is quitting our second job!
(take a moment to collect yourselves I know its shocking!)
She is going on to a new job. This is devastating, as we have worked together for 3 years at a bank, and 4 years here. She came where I worked both times. The first time, we didn't like each other.
So, after all these years working together..she's leaving. It's good for her, cus she got stuck in a crap department with crap management, who never give reviews, or raises. Keep tabs on your every move, and play favorites. Only tell you when you are doing bad, and don't care about your personal life. I lucked out, I have an awesome boss, and work in a great dept. I also, moved departments twice. I started out where Bubba is too. Back then they were good times, man, good times!
She's gonna work at the animal hospital. But, not just any hospital, MY hospital!! This makes me happy cus now she can keep tabs on my babies when they are there! And, my Fizzgig is getting fixed and a teeth cleaning, and my doggie is going to the opthamologist there. It'll be nice to have an inside scoop that I can call 10 times a day. What's my baby doing now? Is she up? Did she eat? Take the phone in and let me talk to her.....lol!
Of course, animals are my calling so I am a little jealous. But I also can't handle the bad things with animals. That is why I could never be a veterinerian. I am too sensitive where they are concerned. (well....the math and science thing is also a big part in why I didn't go into that field...)