payday friday means several glasses of wine and a slightly loose tongue for me and, y'know, i am sitting here trying to convince myself to regret it, and i don't. my boss told me i'm on the list for a merit raise. my old boss made a joke about my old sales job - "i don't think molly ever called anyone!" - and he told me he was kidding but there was, i know, some truth in it but the thing is, it doesn't matter, because he was one of the first people to say, "i can't believe it took this long to get you to this job, which is clearly where you're supposed to be."

after his joke, i said, "i admit, i was never a salesperson. i took the job because i wanted to work here - and four jobs later, i'm in the right position!"

he said, "and where will you go next?" then he got a little pensive, and said something about me going further. "are you making predictions?" i asked, mostly joking. he said no, but i got a feeling he had an idea or two.

i'm in the right place. what went before went before. and i'll never be a salesperson.

but i had to bite my tongue here and there just to remain polite about a certain person in a meeting yesterday, and hearing everyone else laugh about it made me feel so much better.

i do not thrive under anyone's thumb.

(and now, a pint of good whiskey for J, who got a new temporary part-time job and is quite pleased about it.)