Years ago Adam and I went to my boss’ wedding. A typical Italian affair, there were hundreds of people invited and we knew about 10. While Adam and I were at the cocktail hour, we looked around for familiar folks to sit with and found no one. We pulled up to a table with guests already in place, we made a light introduction and began noshing on the pre-event fare. When I explained that we were guests at the wedding because I worked with the groom, everyone was surprised as it was said that everyone at the table also worked with the groom. This was not possible – me and the groom were like, two of 15 people in our office – and all of the faces at the table were unfamiliar! And well of course I didn’t know them, because they didn’t work with my boss – they worked with someone named Mark – and we then realized we had spent the entire hour in the wrong cocktail hour.
Leave a Reply.
Collection of comic strips that illustrate the madness of my life - career, marriage, motherhood...me!
Click on any of the categories above or the "previous" link at the end of the page to see some moments that have stripped me of my sanity.