In my head this post started with "As I start my #th time locked in the tower...", but I've lost count of the number of times. Really, I'm not even trying to be dramatic. I sat down and tried to remember how many times it's been and that's when it hit me: I was hired to do another person's job.
2 people's jobs, to be exact. I was initially hired as a temporary technician when Co-worker A (aka BBF) and Co-worker B (aka Sister Wife) were both out on FMLA 2 years ago in May. Mind. Blown.
My visit in the "tower" (this is really funny if you know where this lab is. It's on a teenth floor in a building with 'tower' in the name) this time has been fairly tame so far. The BBF still hasn't offered a return date (& an end to my sentence), but I feel fairly certain that I will remain in the tower for the rest of the week which is kinda okay b/c I have an extensive lists of things to better up there.
I have, however started growing out my hair in the event that I am not released in the week to come. You never know when a prince might pass by.
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