Monday, October 10, 2011

I'm Not Dreaming

Imagine, an e-mail apologizing for having to observe me and saying it is a policy to do this to all new hirees.
Imagine, giving me a choice of times and dates.  No one walking in when it is least expected.  No worry about not hearing a paper drop, if a kid has a head down or every hand (left or right) is raised.
Imagine, being treated like a professional.

This is my new world.  Sometimes I think I should pinch myself to make sure I am awake and not dreaming.


Anonymous said...

I can ONLY imagine because I havent had that reality yet.

ChiTown Girl said...

Every post about your new job makes me smile!! I'm so very happy for you.