
We’ve all been there. Co-worker set to leave for an exotic getaway, everybody else feigning excitement over the pending departure.
“Have so much fun. You’re going to love it there!”
“This is soooooooo well deserved. You’ve earned it.”
“Make sure you’ve got sand in your toes and a drink in your hand at all times!”
Of course, everyone’s mumbling and grumbling is just barely stifled by forced smiles and “See you when you get back.” Nobody’s actually happy for the one who got away (nor should they be). Let’s face it – it sucks to be the one staying home in early spring. More work and no margaritas. Blech.
That’s why I kept my mouth shut (for the most part) leading up to our trip to Isla Mujeres, Mexico. The last thing I need is our entire talented BT team hating my guts before I’ve even got the tan to really make ‘em jealous. Nobody actually wants to hear about the piercing blue water, the world-class SCUBA diving or the positively perfect temperatures. Not a single soul is interested in my plan to do nothing but relax in a tropical paradise for seven straight days.
So I slipped out in silence. I’ll be back in a week. And I’ll keep my stories to myself…unless you ask.
Hasta luego!
rpj.
We’ve all been there. Co-worker set to leave for an exotic getaway, everybody else feigning excitement over the pending departure.
“Have so much fun. You’re going to love it there!”
“This is soooooooo well deserved. You’ve earned it.”
“Make sure you’ve got sand in your toes and a drink in your hand at all times!”
Of course, everyone’s mumbling and grumbling is just barely stifled by forced smiles and “See you when you get back.” Nobody’s actually happy for the one who got away (nor should they be). Let’s face it – it sucks to be the one staying home in early spring. More work and no margaritas. Blech.
That’s why I kept my mouth shut (for the most part) leading up to our trip to Isla Mujeres, Mexico. The last thing I need is our entire talented BT team hating my guts before I’ve even got the tan to really make ‘em jealous. Nobody actually wants to hear about the piercing blue water, the world-class SCUBA diving or the positively perfect temperatures. Not a single soul is interested in my plan to do nothing but relax in a tropical paradise for seven straight days.
So I slipped out in silence. I’ll be back in a week. And I’ll keep my stories to myself…unless you ask.
Hasta luego!
rpj.