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09.15.03 :: 9:12 pm
Hopefully, hurricane Isabel will not fuck my shit up too much this weekend, but a natural disaster always brings people closer, so who knows. It might be a blessing in disguise. I haven't had a birthday party in so long. Years and years. I feel like a preteen with acne all over again. Anyway, Wednesday is my lunch meeting with my two bosses. I know I will not be able to eat. I am a little relieve and yet perplexed about this. If they wanted to fire me, why would they have postponed it from Monday? If they want to just tear me a new asshole for doing something boneheaded, why wouldn't they just call me into their offices? This is something else altogether. And I don't even give them enough credit to think about either promoting me or hiring me permanently, so whatever this meeting is about, it's definitely scary . Scary times ten billion.
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