Fortunately, I have the extreme pleasure of saying that I love my boss. Of course, if I hated her, I probably wouldn't be doing a post about it. Because she will probably read this. And then I'd find out that my stash of skittles is actually a stash of laxatives....after I've eaten them all.
Anyway, not very many people can say that they truly love everything about their boss. But seriously...she's awesome. She's like my very own pseudo-mom down here (uh, I mean sister...).
She has her own family, and her own problems to worry about, but she makes time for me and truly cares about me. Recently, hubsies and I had to make a life-changing decision- boiled down, it was pretty much stay here or move away. In the beginning I told him that we'd seriously have to stay because my boss would probably chain me to my office chair and not let me leave (we work in very close quarters- there are three of us, in a tiny office...all day...together- I'd probably start to smell after a while...). She pretty much hinted at that when we were discussing this decision at work the other day. I thought both of us would break down crying any minute, and I just had to leave before the water-works were turned on (don't tell her that I noticed she might cry...she's so totally tough, it's not even funny...but under that hard shell is really a warm, soft erm..shell.).
Anyway, so I had told her I would let her know our decision the next day, and of course with everything around me seeming to fall to pieces, I neglected to call her and tell her our decision. She called me at home on a Saturday to find out what it was (we're staying, by-the-way). I was so touched that she called me to see how everything was going, that I just had to write about it on my blog. Now, you're probably saying, "Abby- she totally just wants you to stay because you are the best Interlibrary Loan Assistant ever, and the world of ILL would fall apart without you." Yes, of course it would. But, I truly believe it's more than that.
Here's why: if it was only because of the job, she wouldn't have gotten me this for my birthday:
|(Okay, so I totally got rid of the picture she put in there- it was of me...as much as I like to stare at myself occasionally...all day while I'm trying to write is a little distracting...I mean..seriously)|
I really feel like I can tell her anything, and know that she has my best interest at heart. I still love her even when she lectures me like a mom- like when she lectured me about posting things on facebook that are a little too personal or discloses my husband's location and the fact that I'm home alone or something (totally what my mom does), I still think she's awesome (just like my mom).
Anyway, before this post becomes a love letter to my boss (too late), I just wanted to say how much I appreciate her and all she does. She is one of the hardest workers I know, and is so dedicated- not only to us and her job, but to her family and friends. I'm am truly very happy to say how awesome she is, and that when the day comes for one of us to leave, an ark better be ready because the flood gates will open.
So... here's the big question- what should I put in that little frame??