I’m so fired up right now!
Get this: I’m checking my email this afternoon and bam! — it practically jumps at me off the screen. A message from my boss, Tabs (firstname.lastname@example.org), with the subject, “Need you to work next Friday.”
No way. I submitted my vacation request form two weeks ago for a trip to Tahoe El Hub and I have been planning for months. We were going to leave next Friday, just for a couple days. Tabs knew all about it, too. We even talked about it at work the other day.
Gah! I’m so angry right now my hands are shaking.
I can’t believe it… Everything I do for that cat, and it’s never enough.
I’ll tell you this much, if he thinks I’m canceling my trip at this point, he’s got another thing coming. Not this time. Not gonna happen.
Anyway, there were also a few pictures attached to that email from Tabs, some stuff he wanted me to add to his kitty modeling portfolio. Have you seen these yet?
Who is Tabs the Cat? About five years ago I befriended a stray, flea-bitten tabby cat with a bad case of worms. I could see he’d fallen on hard times, but his profound knowledge of high fashion and department store cosmetics led me to believe that he was more than meets the eye. We became fast friends, and now he’s actually my boss (and a successful kitty model).
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,
P.S. To learn more about my extremely demanding, finicky employer, plus-size kitty supermodel Tabs, you can check out the archives here.