2007.10.24
Giving Unexpected Thanks
I have to give thanks to a most unexpected person. At my last job my boss was very anal (shall we say) about being late. Timeliness and tardiness were serious issues with him and for year I worked hard to keep off his radar. This wasn’t always easy as I have a hard time waking up at the best of times and I was hampered by an hour long commute in which anything could cause delays in the 37.5 miles I traveled. So keep in mind that I had a boss that kept a record of how late I was (it came up in reviews every year!) even if only a couple minutes.
This morning I forced myself to wake up from a disturbing dream. In the dream it’s supposed to be this coming Friday night and I’m walking down the front stairs, off to meet friends. Suddenly my old boss shows up.
“What are you doing here?” I asked once I’d gotten over the shock of even seeing him.
“I’m here for the party.”
“The party isn’t till tomorrow night,” I said. At least, I thought, I’m pretty sure the invitation specified Saturday night and not Friday. Crap! What if I gave everyone the wrong date! They’re going to start showing up any minute now. Nothing is ready! And how did my boss even know I was having a party?
He started walking up past me and into the apartment and my anxiety grew. “Wait, you can’t go in!” I forced myself awake. What a weird dream!
Then I looked at my clock… 11AM! Late for work! Damn! I find it supremely ironic that the one person my brain could have chosen to kick me out of my sleep state was someone who was anal about tardiness. My gratitude and unexpected thanks to my old boss!
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- Mookee says (October 27th, 2007 at 09:04:14 )
Nice…no one called? I had a sleeping in experience last year. I knew the boss wasn’t going to be around the next day (Friday).
Alarm goes, I turn it off, roll back to sleep.
Around 8:30 I got a call from one of my buddies from work. He says, “Hey, what are you doing?”
I said, “I’m sleeping, why are you calling me this early?”
He said, “I’m at work.”
I said, “Um, you’re a moron. Why are you at work on a Saturday?”
He said, “Well, everyone here thinks it’s Friday.”
I said, “I’ll be there in an hour.”
