happy returns

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Today marks the beginning of my third gig with my once and future boss Annette. A Stank troll, she's also a private person and probably wouldn't be thrilled if I published my favorite Annette stories here, which is a shame, 'cause you'd love her.

If I had a nickel for every time this woman gave me a "You don't really believe the nonsense that's coming out of your mouth, do you?" stare, I'd be a...

Actually, I pretty much do have those nickels. Those nickels bought my house. That stare has been fairly unremitting for 11 years.

Fact: in our previous gig together, Annette kept a folder of all my resignations. How does one quit multiple times, you reasonably ask? One has a boss who guilts him into staying for her sake. To borrow from Seinfeld, quitting on Annette is like knocking over a Coke machine. You don't knock it right over; you have to rock it back and forth a few times first.