Monday, July 13, 2009

I am a person who does lunch

Today Arnie asked if I'd do him the honor of joining him for lunch. Or something fancy-sounding like that. It is exhausting being around these rich, fancy people with all their rich, fancy-sounding ways of saying things.

Obviously I sucked it up and went to a fancy lunch with Arnie. He may not have thought it was fancy, but when a salad costs over $20 that seems fancy to me. I got a hamburger because it was one of the least expensive things. It wasn't until I was showing Danielle the menu that I realized an appetizer would have worked as a meal.

Arnie asked me how I feel it's going, and said he has heard very good feedback. I guess nobody told on me when I accidentally dropped a bunch of phone calls my first two days of working. I told Arnie that I really enjoy working here and hope I'm doing a good enough job. He asked if I am interested in being given bigger responsibilities at work, so I said yes. So now Arnie is going to talk to somebody at work and have them bring me harder things to do. I hope I don't screw anything up.

5 comments:

miSz tUna said...

Well, good luck for you :)

Lil'Sis said...

Woohoo! Good for you, you'll do GREAT!

Susan said...

That's great!!! Ya never know where this job will lead you.....I'm so happy that things are more "up" for you and your sisters.

OTRgirl said...

Well done! That's great that you're doing a good job and earning their trust.

As someone who also had to get used to being around the fancy people, you do get used to it eventually. Though for a long time it feels like you'll be found out as an intruder, after a while you forget to be uncomfortable anymore.

Anonymous said...

You responded just right to Arnie's question about how it's going at work. It's wonderful about the higher responsibilities, and you are going to do great.

Arnie phrasing his invitation that way makes it clear that he isn't doing you a charitable favor by taking you to lunch but rather that he wants to have a lunch with you, in part to discuss business, and you wouldn't owe him anything by agreeing, which you might have felt you would had he asked in a way that sounded more like an offer than a request.