“Umm...Boss? You do know that the Olympics are starting next week?” The rather formidable lady stopped and looked at me.
“Yes, I do,” she answered. “And?”
“My guys are over there. Two of my Hab guys. And they play at noon instead of in the evening.” I grinned at her. I knew it would take her but a moment to realize what I was asking. One of the things I had stressed when being interviewed for this contract (besides Brad Pitt being my notion of an ideal boss) was that there be no overtime on hockey nights. In spite of their agreeing, I had missed most of the games in January and February due to working late in the evenings and on weekends for setting up the new accounting program. I hadn’t grumbled...much....yet.
Now the Manager not only gave permission, she had one of the more computer savvy administration dudes come and download the site onto my station, and she made sure I had ear pieces to also hear the plays. Work at my desk was pushed aside for 90 minutes of play.
I can’t help it – I get so into the game that when our Canadian team scored I yelled out a ‘Whoop! Whoop!’, startling more than one co-worker. I had remarked that not many at the office seemed too interested in our National pastime, even the men, so was slightly surprised when one or another would stop by and ask me how we were doing, or who had made the goal. For the second game, I noted that I wasn’t the only person watching, and then there was more than one cheer ringing through the building when our girls won the gold.
Last Friday the Head Boss (who couldn’t help but see my enthusiasm for the upcoming game between USA and Canada) got into the spirit of the thing too. At his invitation, we filed into the conference room where he screened the game onto the projection wall, pizza and French fries were ordered for all, and the business was put on hold while we encouraged the lads to win, and I wasn’t the only one jumping up and down ,laughing gleefully, when it happened.
Haha!! My son tells me I’ve corrupted the office! More like educating, I would say.
My daughter arrives from Cuba at midnight, and I’ll be picking her up at the airport, then I’ll be off to the city where I’ll watch the final game for gold with my son, and that’s happening at 7 AM tomorrow morning. I’ll be finishing up the day at the office, one of my last overtime stints (March 1st is to be the limit date for that nonsense!) and perfect timing, because the NHL is back to its schedule next week.
I can’t wait to get some of my life back: time with my doggies, hockey, Blogit, writing, and reading...not necessarily in that order.
Life is good – I’m sure you can tell by this huge SMILE on my face!!
Sharing with y’all as always!
Luv from the Bush in Quebec.
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