The story I am about to tell isn’t necessarily about MY Monday, but it about a co-worker’s Monday that I was able to see first-hand. The day started out like every other Monday, except it was Wednesday. I had gone about my morning work while listening to the My Favorite Murder podcast (Where my fellow Murderinos at?!). I work a desk job, nothing spectacular. It was a slow morning, slower than normal, though we still have a whole day ahead of us. Before And just like that, a fiasco happens at work. A team member decides to tell me it’s her last day and her plan to walk out. This puts me in a stressful position, and one I don’t want to have to deal with. Long story short, I let her do what she needs to walk out. Then I do what I have to do to make sure the work the leadership has a chance to get the work she had left to do, covered and completed for the day.
By this time it is 11:30am and I need a cupcake! Today our company decided to throw a “Cupcake Social”. This in part was due to the fact the CEO is going to stop at our location. The company does this every so often; they buy food like cupcakes, donuts, or ice cream and gives the employees a chance to introduce themselves to the company’s highest of the higher-ups, and gives the CEO a chance to stay involved with all the people who work for him. Some people socialize… some people just take the free food… but I digress.
So I grab the team member from across the aisle – for all intents and purposes let’s call her Abbey – and we head to the break room for this so-called “Cupcake Social”. There they are, in all their glory. Cupcakes! Ha, sometimes I dream of cupcakes, and cheesecake. Truthfully, I dream of anything sugar. As you will eventually find out, I am a sugar fiend…It is my vice and I don’t plan on changing that any time soon.
Abbey and I grab a cupcake and head over to the center of the room where the CEO is greeting a flock of employees that have surrounded him. I head over and Abbey begrudgingly follows.
Abbey whispers, “What are you doing?! Are you really going to talk to him?”
“Yes!” I exclaim. “Why not? You should never pass up a moment to network. You never know who you will meet.”
Abbey gave me a look of discontent and sighed loudly. We joke for a few minutes about what to say and she decides to stick around. I explain to her that it doesn’t matter what I say, it is all about introducing myself; first impressions are important. Since I hadn’t met him before, I wanted to take the opportunity that was presented to me. We wait our turn in the group and the CEO eventually turns his attention to us.
“Hello Mr. CEO, my name is Marissa,” I state as I shake his hand. Abbey follows my lead and does the same. The CEO is very polite and asks, “What department do you work in and how long have you been with the company?”
I answer first, “I work in Utilization Management and will be with this company about a year.” Abbey was next to answer, “I also work in Utilization Management and I have only been here for about three months.”
The CEO directs his attention to Abbey and follows up with, “so, what are your first impressions of the company?”
Abbey stands there with a look of shock, with only what I can only imagine is an inner voice screaming “Why me!” Flustered and unsure of what to say, she looks at me then looks at the CEO, hunches over and stutters; “I…I… Umm…. I don’t know. I…I… I don’t like people…” Nervously laughs, “I like my desk.”
“Oh Jeez,” I mumble,”You put her on the spot.”
The CEO takes this encounter with an admirable amount of class. He re-assures Abbey and myself of his open door policy and how he likes to hear from employees, especially new employees, so he can make sure working at the company is enjoyable as well as successful for everyone. Abbey and I thank him for his time and as soon as we hit the hallway we bust out laughing at the catastrophe that we just experienced. As we have found out, first impressions are important, but they don’t always go as planned.
We walk back to our desks and Abbey blames me for the misfortune. She says my Perpetual Mondays have spread to her area of the aisle. It may be Hump-day for everyone else, but it was a Monday for her. Abbey is a great sport; we had quite a few good laughs that afternoon about that endeavor. It is good to know I am not the only one who lives in a perpetual Monday.
This weekend is Harley Davidson’s 115th Anniversary. Huzzah!!! I grew up on the back of a Harley. My Godfather and Aunt are H-D fanatics, to say the least. Ever since I can remember I have been decked out, head to toe, in Harley Davidson gear. They took me to so, so many H-D events just thinking about it makes my heart explode with joy. I have had the best adventures on the back of a bike and met some amazing people through events and rides. This week has been planned and advertised for quite some time. With all the concerts and events going on, I would like to remind people of this good city to be ready for a lot more traffic than normal. Bikers, be careful and have fun! Fellow motorists, share the road and be vigilant!
Happy 115th Harley Davidson!