Some Lessons I Shouldn't Learn

I can't complain about the new job much. The honeymoon phase is definitely over, and there are a lot of things that I can deal without, but overall it's great because there's so much that I've learned here and I know that I will continue learning things for some time.

Aside from the actual hands-on working experience I'm getting, I also get to see how my boss works, having run her own nonprofit dance company for over 20 years. It's interesting to see how she deals with things and people, a good deal of which I'm impressed and definitely have started using in how I handle things.

Of course, there are some things I may not want to pick up from her...

Yesterday, my boss and I were talking about our weekends. She had a pretty crazy one, where practically every night was spent out at some party, drinking a lot and meeting new people. As she trying to recollect her bits of memories from the weekend, she hands me a card of a woman who she doesn't remember meeting nor does she remember why she would have her card in the first place. She's an acupuncturist, but my boss doesn't need one. She asks if it's strange or mean if she were to email her, saying that she doesn't remember why she has her card...she doesn't even remember which night at which party at which she met her.

I can't really say that's something I would want to find myself doing, but the thing is, I've already done something like that.

I told her the infamous story of the night I went to Lucy's 51, got way too happy with the free super sweet drinks, bought more drinks, and then sipped from a flask the rest of the night and barely survived coming home and downloaded pictures from my camera full of people I don't remember meeting, with whom I wound up taking pictures. Amongst the people I don't remember meeting is the guy that later became my boyfriend.

After telling my boss that story, her response was, "Don't you hate it when that happens?!?!" To which I replied in my head, "Yeah, though I hope I don't have that happen to me again."

I wind up writing the email to this forgotten woman, who replies and my boss vaguely remembers her after all. It seems like there is a reason behind their forgotten conversation, and only time will tell if this meeting develops into something.

Huh. Having spent bits and pieces of the day writing this entry, I've forgotten the point of sharing this conversation.

Oh...

It seems for the most part, my boss and I get along pretty well, have similar outlooks on things, etc. I really appreciate that she likes to keep things on a very positive note, emphasizing the good and making the best of a bad situation. Thinking about this conversation about having so much fun we forget about it makes me think...maybe we gave off this vibe that we are both apt to such little shenanigans like these, which would allow us to better get along with each other? That somehow we can relate? She was definitely relieved that she's not the only one who does such a thing when I told her of my experience, and in a way, I guess I am, too.

But this is one that's not going to be put on the resume. I don't even know how it would be worded on a resume. Maybe I can drink myself silly and come up with something good, with the hopes I have something/somehow to record whatever I wind up thinking.