Today I had a surprising conversation with Jody, the director of my unit. She mentioned that at a recent meeting my name was tossed around. Apparently the executive director’s assistant, Ann—a sharp and straight-shooting woman—mentioned that several people in the department are interested in my work. A few people have casually offered me opportunities in their units, but I’ve never given them much thought. I just barely have a grasp of what I’m doing, I’m not sure if I want to start at the bottom again.
It was nice to hear that I’m, “One to watch.” I’m like practically famous! I’ll try not to get a big head. I think it’s safe to say that the executive director may even know my name now. I’ve only seen him a few times, but I don’t expect him to remember me out of his four hundred plus employees.
I’m actually rather surprised that I’ve garnered any sort of reputation beyond my mistakes. I tend to make them by the dozens, but at this point in my life I’m used to owning up to them. I think temping really taught me to have little fear of consequences. (I could always just walk away, and at the end of the day, no one cares as long as you get the job done.) Perhaps it’s foolish to think all of my mistakes will go unpunished, but it gets me through the day!
When I spoke to The Pink Fairy yesterday she discussed her fiancés theory on choices and consequences. He thinks that life has the most potential when we’re about 18 years old. All of the decisions we make affect our opportunities in the future. Things that were once an option don’t stay that way forever. I certainly understand this way of thinking, but I have to hope that life isn’t set in stone. Despite bad decisions, I’d like to think I can regain my footing and keep climbing. Just because I wasn’t brave enough to pursue certain dreams at a particular age shouldn’t mean I’ll never have the chance to be a fulfilled, self-actualized adult. A girl’s got to have goals.