worry.

I tend to worry.  I worry about people, about myself, about thoughts, about situations, locations, good vibrations.

…?

Anyway, there was no horible erruption today from the boss lady’s office.  Maybe she realized that my not getting a BBQ license was really not that big a deal.  And the fact that noone else thought it was a big deal may have helped.  And that we got a license and nothing bad happened may have helped too.

That’s right.  That’s all I did wrong.  I didn’t realize it was my responsibility to get a BBQ license and not that of the store manager.  Oopsie. 

Big surprise it got fixed and everything was fine.

So today I’ve been on pins and needles waiting for the lecture, but it hasn’t come.  I even spoke about the permit and nothing came up.  Funny how people function.  She’d be yelling about me while I was away, but once I come back it’s all "Oh, how’s your cold?  How was the weather?  Did the BBQ go well?" 

She’s going to give me an ulcer.