Today is the next to last day of this particular training class for the new job. Then two classes, over a span of a month, before I actually do my new job. OK, so today, we broke up into four groups to put on a skit to explain our particular topic to the class. *sigh* We've done this for a week. This go 'round, one of my skit mates, was as a young man, I'll call "C". He became our director so to speak. Turns out his little quirk is he loves 7-11. Yea. 7-11. He likes he can get cash back, the Big Gulps, and went nuts when 7-11 started selling wings and pizza.
Yea. C was serious on this. Maybe because he was born in the 80's?
Anyway, my other co-worker, the one who talks about my speaking? I'll call him Wil. He made sure I spoke this morn--I turned my head, and he stood right beside me! Yes, I did say "Good Morning"
Now, if you will excuse me--I gotta go do what this kitty does so well......