Day 93 - Work, AKA The JOY Ride in These Foolish Things

  • April 3, 2025, 12:44 p.m.
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I’m at the point at work right now that I have to finish up my reports about the Trade Show trip and put everything into action. It’s always such a frantic time leading up to a show, then you’re IN the show, moving and shaking and getting to all of your meetings. And the traveling…getting to and from the show. And the dinners and shmoozing.

But then, when it’s all over and you’re back home and you want to get everything settled, you have SO MUCH MORE WORK to do because of everything you put in motion at the show!

There’s a frenzy of emails from people whose information you got and gave out, and then there’s all the STUFF that Head Cat threw over to me to “take care of” once we were back from the show.

But I’m back. And I’m in the thick of it!

You read in my previous entry about getting to the show and how I’d packed waaaayyyy too many clothes and not enough cords for my tech gadgets. I felt discombobulated, and I had my dog with me! I’m also a nervous flyer, and luckily both flights were just fine and Martini was the perfect service animal. Though I was stressed about the actual travel, there was nothing to be worried about.

I was frantic about the show and how Head Cat is such a spaz and makes things so hard when you’re trying to usher him from booth to booth - to attend paying speaking engagements (he fucking wanders off and never looks at the time!) that have NOTHING to do with what I’m at the show for. So all of this “taking Head Cat around” was simply being his bitch-ass assistant instead of the Director of Product Development and Strategy that the company pays me to be!

On the first day, I knew Head Cat was going to be later than I’d planned because he scheduled something on top of the itinerary I’d created for him. Fine. I texted his real assistant (who obviously wasn’t with us) to tell her to make sure to let me know when he was going to show up so I could make sure he got to his gig.

Lo and behold, when it got close to the time, I texted his assistant and asked her what time he was going to show up. Her response?

“IDK”

Um. Seriously?!

Then she said, “I don’t know because he overslept [!!!] and got his times mixed up with the woman he was going to meet before the meet & greet” …so there I was with my proverbial dick in my hands, wondering WTF I was going to do!

Well, honestly, it’s not my fucking problem, but then it IS when I work for the dude. But you see what I mean when I say this is such a bullshit thing I have to deal with in this job? I work for an absolute DIVA who is so fucking selfish and clueless.

Long, long, LONG story short, Head Cat finally showed, I rushed him to the location with five minutes to spare (absolute record!), and he did great. The only glitch in this part was that I wanted to attend an important seminar at the time he was supposed to finish (and I’d TOLD him this), so I wasn’t going to be there to close up the meet & greet.

Well, guess what? He texted me, “SOMEBODY HAS TO GET ME OUT OF HERE! Can’t you show up to the seminar a little late?”

Sure, boss.

I got him out. And then I ran to the seminar location, 45 minutes late, only to see that the whole presentation was OVER.

It’s shit like that, you see? I can’t fucking do my JOB when he’s around, but he IS MY JOB! It’s a conundrum!

It’s like that every day. He’s never on time to our Zoom calls, or he wants to multitask from his car while he is carting around his mistress. It’s just so unorganized and frantic.

Ugh. I have more to write about the other characters from the Trade Show, but I need to get going for the day for now. I’ll end with this about Head Cat…

Remember how I was supposed to travel to Indonesia with Head Cat so that I could (once again) be his “support” on the trip, but also do some product development sourcing for manufacturers that are outside of China, and therefore less of a tariff risk? But then I got booted from from the trip because Head Cat wanted to take his (now public knowledge) mistress on the trip instead of me so that they could have a vacation together in Bali after the speaking engagement?

Well, as it turns out, she can’t go for some reason! So then I got nervous that I was going to be re-asked to go on the trip. I had my excuses lined up - and they are legit - Anni is coming to town during that time, among other things. So regardless of which way this situation is going to turn out, it’s going to be a challenge. But still, I’d much, MUCH rather face Anni than travel across the world with Head Cat!

So…yesterday in our team meeting, Head Cat’s assistant blurted out that the Indonesia trip might be off altogether! See, the guy can’t travel alone, and apparently, nobody read in the contract (or maybe it was built in this way when I was going to go) that Head Cat would travel Business Class and the person traveling with him would be traveling Coach Class. And nobody wants the shit end of that stick because that is a very difficult trip if you’re traveling in coach. Not to be a diva myself, but it’s soooooo hard on your body and if you have to get up and work your ass off after traveling like that, it’s physically and mentally disastrous and will take YEARS off your life.

But I also know from talking with Kitty Cat (our CEO), that the contract is super binding! It’s been signed, sealed, and delivered! The speaking engagement has also already been officially announced and splashed ALL OVER social media!

So…my guess is that there might be a threat of a lawsuit if Head Cat backs out. And I also know, from talking with Kitty Cat that we’re already getting hit with a potential CLASS ACTION LAWSUIT because we sent out a marketing text after hours (see the Telephone Consumer Protection Act), which means that we could owe anyone who complains about an after-hours text up to $3000 for each infringement! This could surely put us under!

Okay, obviously I have a lot more to spill. There’s so much going on! But I have to go now to get ready for the JOY RIDE that today is gonna be!

Off to work…
xox,
GS


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