When my boss called me into his office on Tuesday, my first concern, albeit irrational, was, "I'm fired. They don't like me anymore." Then I got into his office and he let me know of some things going on in the company and some things he wanted me to work on. I'm not fired. Good enough for me. Then he asked me if I might be interested in doing some traveling for the company. I'm thinking some various conferences across the country. "Sure, I'd be willing to do that." Then he said, "I'm doing too much international traveling and not getting enough accomplished, so we might be sending you to negotiate contracts internationally. We'll probably send you to Australia, maybe to Paris, and maybe to Mexico City." I told him that sounded great.
What I meant was, "ARE YOU KIDDING? OF COURSE I WANT TO TRAVEL THE WORLD AND NEGOTIATE CONTRACTS!"
When will I go? Later, but soonish. We've got to get some contracts underway.
How will I fly? Coach. Sadly.
Who will I meet with? Various archive officials and content-managers of genealogy companies like ours.
Am I excited? Heck yes.
And I've got to get a passport.
2 comments:
Trixie,thew world traveler....With apassport no less. GREAT. GREAT.WONDERFULNESS
Oh, how cool!
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