Work was entertaining today. I went in at 8:30 am to meet my boss so that I could get the right type of elemental sulfur for a plant I am trying to bring back to the land of the living. He did not show up till noon. :) I found plenty of things to do as always but it still made me laugh. My boss is a very unusual man. He comes off as very gruff and displeased about everything, if you forget one little thing he rants and raves at you. His favorite line is " you think this is just some small thing, but when you are a nurse if you forget some small thing people will die!"( he was talking about re-labeling a drawer that had pencils in it). He also uses a similar line when trying to make me remember the Latin names of plants that I will never see again. "Sara, you have to remember how to spell this --insert three long Latin names, followed by a 6 digit number.. which is of course just for one of the ten plants he has handed to me---. When you are a nurse you'll have to be able to spell these things." I have to bite my tongue or I might remind him that I doubt I will be using the Latin names of plants in my nursing career. Don't get me wrong I understand the gist of his goal but the whole thing still makes me smile. I think it is sweet in sort of a crazy way that he is trying to help me with my career goals. He is also giving me a self help book as a going away present. It is about relationships. I let it slip one day that I was dating Joey. I'll let you know if it rocks my world. Don't get me wrong I really like my boss. I think I have a bit of a soft spot for him and all of his intense emotions and quirky sense of humor. He gives me a tough time in front of everyone and then he smiles a little and winks. For example we are going out to lunch on my last day and this is the email he sent out to everyone.
"Dear All, We are having a going away lunch for Sara next Monday, 21 July. Meet at 12:30 at the
Tom"
Later he called me and told me that unless the Ramy greenhouse floors sparkled I would not be getting any desert. I replied with a threat never to touch those floors again and an offer to make fried tadpoles with ice cream. Yeah, I'll miss him a little when I leave. Speaking of leaving I am going to go start making dinner like the good little house wife I am. Fire up the grill, we gonna have us some BBQ chicken tonight!
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