Woah, Woah, Woah Feelings

I have a very strong sense that I am not going back to work at my office. I am not treated well, I am underemployed, paid a pittance, treated like dirt by some of the folks there, I get stressed out. Heck, I'm not going back there. I need to get up the courage to let them know I am moving on and give my 2 weeks notice. They deserve that out of respect and I always want to do the right, honorable thing.

I know I will miss Glenna dearly, but we can meet for the movies and have our popcorn and sodas plus maybe do other things. I love Glenna so much. She has been so good to me, so understanding of my illness and so helpful. She is one of my closest friends (I don't have many left these days) and I'm going to keep that friendship going. I have her telephone number memorized -- 295-4446 -- and I find that I only have certain numbers committed to memory. Her's is one of them.

But as for Parker -- he's arrogant. Andrea is a bitch and treats me like dirt. She said all I was good for was writing and the members like me. I think she also said I'd be better off working in a spa.

I love Rich. He's one of the best bosses I have ever had. It made my day to see him happy. I could always tell when he was in a bad mood -- and I wanted to try and cheer him up. I'm really going to miss him so much, but I know he has the two beautiful dogs and his great family. He's a good man and makes me smile and laugh. I haven't laughed and smiled in so, so long...it makes me so sad that we won't see each other again (unless by chance). Great guy.