jadecat | Feb. 13th, 2004

I'm a strange cat... no really. So this weekend two cats at Zimmer that I really like are being adopted and going away, Sugar and Whiskers (who I call Whiskey). I'm really happy for both of them, since they didn't like living in a group home. Problem being that I won't be there this Sunday, will be at the beau's home.

I'm thinking this isn't a problem, I'll just take a really late lunch and go this afternoon at 3. Problem. See, we have this giant project in the works and since lunch was provided today (pizza from Cottage Inn) they're not having people take lunch breaks. I found this out when I asked my supervisor if it would be a problem if I took a late lunch.

Now's the weird part. I've been kinda down-ish most of the day for no good reason. So when the boss says I can't go say goodbye to Sugar and Whiskers tears suddenly prick my eyes. I have a strong urge to just bawl my eyes out... and why? I dunno. It's not like I've never been told no before, and the supervisor was really nice about it- apoogizing saying that she knows how important it is to me. So why the need for tears? Maybe it was because she was being so nice.

I've explained to people before that I don't always deal well with sympathy. Along with that statement goes the stories of the two occasions that saw my fingers slammed into car doors. The first I was by myself and didn't cry, just checked to make sure nothing was broken and went about my business. Second time my sister was the one who actually smunched my fingers and she was so apologetic and sympathetic that I just lost it and was bawling my fool head off. Only difference was sympathy.

So I'm thinking that's why I wanted to cry when the boss said I couldn't go. That and I am bummed that Whiskey and Sugar will be gone before I go to Zimmer next. I will miss them both very much. Sugar with her 'I've been a four-pack a day smoker for 80 years' voice and Whiskey with her falling all over herself in happiness when she's being petted. I hope they both do well in their new home.

Oh, and I took a quiz too... surprise.