I got the job.
I went to lunch with Boss who talked like it was a done deal.
I talked with Would Be Boss at the end of her day and she talked like it was a done deal.
Then they tagged up to give the secret handshake that it was a done deal.
My references were checked today. My application is on file. My paperwork is being shuffled.
I don't have a start date yet - depends on when they find my replacement.
I don't know how much the raise is - depends on how the scale of bonuses works and which one I want to be on.
I don't know why I have this crazy twisty feeling in my gut right now, and my lips are turned curiously upward, and all my veins feel like they are electrified, but I can only assume that its got something to do with the building finally stopping its dance in the wind and the hangover wearing off and the lunch being digested and MY GETTING PROMOTED TODAY!!!!!!!
Fuck, 2 weeks ago I was told management had picked someone out - today I'm told that everyone can see I'm bored and I need to move up and I already know the business and in some ways am TRAINING the bosses on how to do this business so they are gathering their faith in me and handing it over for me to gobble down and BAM look whos got a shiny new title at her same old office!!!
There is pressure. There is a 7:30am-6pm shift for 2 weeks at a time, on a 3 person rotation. There is business to do, its brand new, and we have a sizeable goal to meet.
I'm all twitchy just thinkin about it.
But I will get a desk where I can see the ocean and sunsets, have a list of things to get done by the end of the day every day, and have weekly goals to strive for that others will hold me accountable for.
And THAT is what we call growing up!!!
Boom chaka Boom chaka Boom bada Boom, Sassy's got her grove on, ya'll, make some room! Boom clacka Boom clacka Boom chuga Boom, watch that Sass, she'll laso the moon!