This was sooooo sad (and so funny.) At my Patient Husband’s blog…
Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
This was sooooo sad (and so funny.) At my Patient Husband’s blog…
That would be so typically Eeyore!
“Nobody tells me. Nobody keeps me informed. I make it 17 days come Friday since anybody spoke to me.”
My first job as a real adult, not a co-op student, was in a 15-person company. I heard talk about social events every few weeks, but no one talked to me about them. If anything, they spoke more quietly when I was around. No biggie. It was only some of them, probably a group of close friends. After three months, my boss, who was in charge of the Christmas party, asked if I was going. What party? Didn’t you get the email last month? She looked into it immediately. My name wasn’t on the social internal email list, and they’d all assumed I was getting the invitations and choosing not to go, or even to send RSVPs.