My favourite neighbourhood personality no longer believes that I emigrated from Roma with him. He's also learned my name. Isn't that sweet?
Except he comes into the office and yells for me. (He knows I keep pudding cups and cookies in my desk.)
I've tried to talk to him about it. I told him he can't keep doing that or I'm going to get FIRED! He told me that his brother would take care of me if that happened, and that I don't need a boss when I have a brother like his. I'm not sure what that means....but said in a very thick Italian accent??? Should I warn my employer that she may soon hear of an offer she can't refuse?
I was out of the office yesterday attending a meeting. Seems my buddy came in looking for me. Our new admin guy told him that I wasn't in.
"Heh. Mebbe she dead."