Being a supervisor is mostly like being a Mom minus the horrid memories (I'd imagine) of child birth.
This week I had this conversation:
"I stood up and saw so and so emailing so and so about me being on the rampage with my pregnancy hormones. So I asked her if she had a problem with me, and she had nothing to say. I know she doesnt' know I know she was emailing so and so about me, but I know. Me being the way I am has nothing to do with pregnancy. If I were some people, I'd be offended, and have this taken to HR"
Seriously people. This turned into an hour and a half meeting. And I had to take it seriously.
Do I manage teenagers you ask? Oh no, we're all in our 30's.
In other news, I'm on 3 more weeks of antibiotics, nasal spray and claritin. I have fluid in my ear. Doesn't look like I'll be hearing for some time now.
I have a date with new guy this weekend, and I'm super excited about it.