BBE isn’t one of those brash, shout it from the roof tops
romantics (that’s more my style), but he does things that are so incredibly
thoughtful and special that they actually move me to tears. Case in point:
Yesterday, I had a TERRIBLE day at work. This is rare, generally I love my job, I’m
good at my job and I enjoy what I do. I’m
very lucky, but everyone is allowed to have a bad day, and apparently yesterday
was mine. I have been running like a mad
woman lately trying to get everything done.
I like the pace, days fly by, tons of challenges, but every once in a
while something slips. My least
favourite sales person had asked me in December to work on a project. Sure thing, no problem, but in December I had
different deadlines, and being told this project would be due “mid-january” I
scheduled it accordingly. I gave the vague
detail that my coworker had provided to our Ad Agency and set them upon the
task. All of sudden, his customer moves
up the deadline. As a result, I get
handed “final” product from the Agency that I knew was substandard. I didn’t have a chance to proof it, but I
figured we could “use it as a talking point” and I could follow up the next day
with the corrected project. Apparently
sales guy would rather spend my valuable time standing in my office screaming
at me.
I did rather well, I didn’t lose my cool, I defended myself,
but fortunately my boss stepped into my office, diffused the situation and got
us back on track. I went back to the ad
agency, correcting the mistakes sales guy had done, and provided new
direction. I went into my office, closed
the door and lost it. I don’t cry out of
sadness, but out of anger and frustration.
This sales guy is famous for providing bad information then throwing
marketing under the bus. He’s done it to
all of my coworkers and it’s rather a miracle this is only the first time it’s
happened. My boss hauled him into his
office and tore him a new one, so then he comes to me (while I’m still rather
upset) that we need to “talk this out”.
Sorry asshat, I’ve got stuff to do and making you feel better isn’t on the
list. I spoke to my boss later and he
praised me for “taking the high road” and keeping my cool. I knew I wasn’t in trouble, and I knew I
could get stuff done to please the customer (always my end goal).
So, crying at my desk, not my favourite thing to do, I felt
humiliated for the red eyes as I went into a LARGE corporate meeting
after. No one commented, a few asked
if I was okay to which I replied “I’m fine”.
I wasn’t though. I had a
splitting headache and I was embarrassed, I just wanted to get the project done
and go home.
When I got home it was quite. The gifts were finishing their dinner and BBE
had ours just about done. He’s finding
new recipes because I’m trying to eat healthier (including going gluten
free). So, not only is there a great
meal, there are some beautiful tulips on the table. Awwwww he got me flowers, because I had a bad
day, but wait … there’s more! He hands
me a poem he’s written. WHAT? No one has EVER written a poem for me,
EVER! I’m reading it and I’m literally
in tears again. This time, tears of joy
to be so lucky to have the most amazing man in the world love me. The gifts joined in with lots of hugs and “I
love you mommy” and I settled down to a wonderful dinner.
I still can’t believe he wrote me a poem. #HappiestGirlInTheWorld
