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The company I work for is being taken over and today was the long awaited day to sit with the H.R. person and find out what my pay would be. This is the health care field and I don't care where you stand by now we all must realize costs with Obama Care are going up. I was of course hoping against the tide for a bit more money. The proposal was for me to make an increase of 23 cents an hour. I was telling the lovely H.R. person who seemed to be very excited to present me with this offer that it was unacceptable. I was worth more. I declined to sign it and it will go back with my impressive job description to be reconsidered.
While this was playing out I was fiddling with my hair. A nervous habit of mine. Something very hard and sticky was in my hair. The H.R. person was watching me intently.
We continued to chat while I picked the sharp stickiness out of my hair and tried to bring it to my pocket. The conversation had come to it's end and I shook H.R.'s hand and left. In the hallway I reached into my pocket and pulled out the lump. It was a bright yellow Lemon Ricola Cough Drop. It had been stuck in my hair all morning. My grandson got into my cough drops this a.m. and must have deposited it there when he hugged me goodbye.
The next time you send me out on a mission where I have to stand up for my rights please tell me first about the cough drop you have stuck to the side of my head.
and here as promised a picture of me with my new glasses.
What have you been up doing this week?
If I do get the 23 cents increase I will put it in here.
My Mother told me not to be "puffed up". It's in the Bible.