"Do not judge my path,
you haven't walked in my shoes ....
or ridden my broom."
Instantly gravitated toward this quote.
With my thorn in my side gone,
I've been working many days,
many hours, with little time off.
While trying to find a replacement,
I find management asking odd questions.
I'm sure its related to Elvis and the rumors
he spread about my inability to work with him.
It's made me question my own abilities;
I'm finding as I get older, I have less and less
tolerance for people with less work ethic
than I have myself. I've had to deal with
a lot of BS over the past 6 years, so don't
judge unless you've walked in my shoes.
Which summarizes what I told the bosses
when they asked me about the work relationship
that wasn't working.
On a happier note, everything is better when
you slip into some black lace, don't you agree?