Monday was Ms Reiss’s first official day as my boss. My initial reaction was to stay away from her as much as I could, and all day I did my best to keep her at bay. She asked to meet me in the afternoon so we’d have a chance to get to know each other. I stayed on the other side of her desk, and when I shook her hand, it was with my arm outstretched, my left side as far away from her as I could make it. Honestly, I can’t remember much of what she said. I think she wanted to make sure I was “on board with the change,” and she exposed me to her strategy to bring our department into the new age of modern communications. She didn’t come out and say it, but she seems to believe Craig had a very old-school approach to web-based media. I don’t entirely disagree with her, to be fair, but I still feel like I owe Craig — especially after that last crotch-grabbing incident.
Plus, it’s pretty hard to listen to Miss Reiss without my eyes giving her the “full scope-glance.” (Guys, you know what I mean — when you pretend to look down at something in your hands, like your notepad, then back up, and get some quick stats about her in a fraction of a second.) Seriously, I know she’s my boss and all, and there are some limits I shouldn’t cross, but she’s one hot number. She’s not much older than me, and she clearly keeps herself in good shape, so it’s not like I would be a complete gigolo (or her a cougar).
Aaaaaaanyway… Monday was fine. Yesterday, she was in meetings all morning, so the week was starting well. Then, like a bloody NINJA, she showed up (teleported???) right next to me in the middle of the afternoon. I was in my cubicle, focusing on a submission that featured some pretty horrible grammar, when I smelled her perfume wafting in. I turned around — she was right there, standing less than a foot away from me.
My eyes shot at my left hand. My right hand was ready to pounce at the first sign of movement, but nothing happened. By all rights, it should have happened, but didn’t. I paused and mumbled something at Miss Reiss, probably looking like a confused fool in the process.
I can HARDLY believe this, but it looks like my curse might be over. Dang! That would be SWEET!
I’ll have to check with “Attitude” to see if this is normal Wouldn’t that be something? Free at last!
I’ll let you know…
Jaycee
