Yesterday I took some bad professional advice and I regret it now. Nothing terrible happened, but I made a valuable employee feel slightly less valued because I didn't trust my instincts. It was a silly situation and it's all smoothed over now with no loss of property, but I really wish I could erase about 5 minutes of yesterday.
At first I was irritated with the person who gave me that advice -- that person was minding my business. But I'm the one who took the advice and acted, so I'm irritated with myself. I'll forgive myself and move on -- my employee has forgiven me -- but I have to record my blunder so I'll be sure to learn my lesson. Sometimes I'm just a dunce.
Now I've got that 311 song in my head. I'm gonna have to buy it and put it on my iPod... that'll make me feel better!
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Boy do I have no idea what you are talkin' about.
I know I am drinking an iced espresso that you made for me this morning.
And it's tasty.
You need me to kick anybody's butt? Just point me in the right direction. I am a butt kicking machine.
Don't you mean a butt kissing machine? Cause you're getting pretty slobbery with the iced tea stuff.
I had a similar experience this week Miss Kate, only I was the bone crusher giving (and acting on) the adice.
I don't mean to be slobbery. It's just that I wuvvy wuv wuv that lady.
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