A wee bit torn
One of my coworkers is a military wife. A young military wife. A young military wife who’s husband just got stationed in Italy for the next six months. She feels like an atom bomb just dropped on her life. I don’t blame her. So naturally, I’ve been trying to be Mrs. Supportive. One of my other coworkers mentioned something about all of us going out together for dinner or drinks or a girl's night out or something. I was like “Oh yeah, that might be fun” because I didn’t think it would actually happen. Yeah well, the idea took off. I got a call last night at work from another coworker (who happens to also be ‘the 19 year old’ and one of my bosses) saying “Hey, we’re going out tomorrow night and then we're all crashing at military wife's house, you’re invited, please come.” I said (trying to worm my way out of it) “Well, I’m working until 6 and D will be getting off around then, blah, blah, blah.” She wasn’t having any of it. “Aww, come on Aza! We‘re all trying to be supportive of military wife, it‘ll be fun and we’re waiting until you get off- blah, blah, blah.” But, but, but….
So I’m torn. On one hand: I drink with friends, I hang out with friends, these people are coworkers, not friends. I don’t like mixing my personal life with my job. I really don’t know these people. I mean, I know them but not real well. I hardly ever work with any of them because I work weekends and for the most part it‘s just the pharmacist and I. Let me reiterate, I’m like the outsider because I hardly work with any of them and they all hang out together on a regular basis on their off time (while I‘m working). On top of all of that, I’d hate to stick my foot in my mouth (which I tend to be very good at). Oh, and, drinking with minors (which two of them are) isn’t cool (even if they aren‘t drinking but those of us who are of age are).
On the other hand: They’re trying to include me and I kinda want to be included because I feel like “the” old lady (at the ripe old age of 27) of the pharmacy; I’m the oldest tech there (plus, I‘m the ‘outsider‘). I also want to be supportive and it might actually be fun.
In my head I still keep coming back to “I don’t like mixing my personal life with my job.”
But I don’t want to be a stick in the mud.
I'll probably end up going but only for a few hours, just to save face.
*sigh*
So I’m torn. On one hand: I drink with friends, I hang out with friends, these people are coworkers, not friends. I don’t like mixing my personal life with my job. I really don’t know these people. I mean, I know them but not real well. I hardly ever work with any of them because I work weekends and for the most part it‘s just the pharmacist and I. Let me reiterate, I’m like the outsider because I hardly work with any of them and they all hang out together on a regular basis on their off time (while I‘m working). On top of all of that, I’d hate to stick my foot in my mouth (which I tend to be very good at). Oh, and, drinking with minors (which two of them are) isn’t cool (even if they aren‘t drinking but those of us who are of age are).
On the other hand: They’re trying to include me and I kinda want to be included because I feel like “the” old lady (at the ripe old age of 27) of the pharmacy; I’m the oldest tech there (plus, I‘m the ‘outsider‘). I also want to be supportive and it might actually be fun.
In my head I still keep coming back to “I don’t like mixing my personal life with my job.”
But I don’t want to be a stick in the mud.
I'll probably end up going but only for a few hours, just to save face.
*sigh*
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