Our bi-annual (or is it semi-annual? Which one means twice a year?) sales meeting at work is coming up not this weekend, but the next. It’s when all the sales reps from all over the company come in to powwow for a couple of days about our products, receive continuing education & training, etc. I talked about it some here. This one’s a little scaled-down, though…only the newer and ‘struggling’ reps are going to participate in some additional training to help them increase the sales for the company. Still…almost all of my favorite ones will be here. After hours, there’s always lots of socializing and drinking that goes on, and I’m right in my element. I LOVE these guys. I’ve always had such a blast for the short time they’re here.
So I asked the IX if he could keep the boys next weekend, and the reply I get is that normally he could, but…
…wait for it…
…he’s going to be in Florida.
I’m so glad to see he’s come out of his financial problems so quickly an smoothly that he can actually take a vacation.
Of course, I can’t speculate…I have no idea what the trip is for. But it’s Florida. In January.
I wanna go to Florida in January!
Yes, it absolutely kills me that even after the despicable things he’s done and continues to do, he gets to go to Florida. While I’m continuing to flip out and stress over making sure our bills gets paid.
I really do wish he’d just eat shit and die.