BM

And no, I don't mean POOP. Although, sometimes poop IS my friend. Tonight it wasn't, and thanks to said poop, I now have TWO hallways, and hallway B is bigger than Hallway A. Nuff said.

BM needs to remain nameless because he is my dark, mysterious lov-ah. No, he isn't that either. But he is a higher up of mine and therefore it isn't probably appropriate to go naming names. There are enough BM's in that company to keep them guessing and for all they know, it's a girl.

Now- I may or may not have mentioned that I was born missing the gene that lets us know when we are around people we should be "afraid" of. Maybe not "afraid"...how about people who are "higher up" than we are and we are not to socialize with them or treat them like regular underpaid workers? Do you understand what I'm saying? I was born without that gene. So while most people seemed to hoover in a somewhat fog of fear around BM, I would skip all the "little people" and go straight to him with problems that irritated me big enough. No Fear Nicki. I liked him. I thought he was hysterical. He IS hysterical.

I was "promoted" to a different department where there was lots of chaos going on. I was disliked by the higher ups in this department because I was not "corporate" enough. I laugh far too often. I am joyful and I sound joyful. No good. We'll come back to this part later.

My hardest miscarriage happened while working in this department. Coming back to work SUCKED. Untelling people SUCKS. The sypathetic glances SUCK. It was horrible. People were scared to talk to me about it.
Not BM.
It meant more than he will ever know, the morning that he came over, got down on one knee, took my hand, looked right at me and told me how sorry he was to hear the news. He himself has lost a baby, only his was actually born before he lost it. My loss cannot touch his loss. I know, it's all relative, but still. He understood what I must be feeling, and he wasn't afraid to go there. I appreciate that in people.

I ended up working for him. The way it went down was semi funny, because I am so naive that I don't realize the waves I make sometimes. I received a call from my now boss, asking me if a position were open there, would I be interested in it. I said YES. I somehow was made aware that the job was mine, but they had to interview everyone who signed up for it, etc. I did all this without saying anything to boss- because I just didn't know. I am that DUH about "protocol". When they did find out, ohhhhhh there was a war behind the scenes happening between BM and my bosses. What was funny is that it was made clear to me that I'd never be promoted and that I was frowned upon in general, but suddenly *I* was their shining star, when they heard what was going on. It was humorous. I will never forget the tension when BM and the devil herself were both within a few feet of me one day.

A memo went out company wide about proper protocol when you're apply for another position in the company. Something about getting your bosses blessing FIRST. : ) I know he went to bat for me.

He has been my champion ever since. He comes down on me when he has to, but he has always understood my intentions. When I was pg with Josh and I told him first (since i was used ot miscarrying and leaving as soon as the bleeding started), he told me he'd just been in a meeting where one of the gals telecommuted and asked if I'd be interested in it. The timing was just too good to be a coincidence. When I was in the hospital on bedrest with Josh, he came for a visit and brought me a PHONE, so I could keep working. It was a joke, but it was so funny. He is so brilliant- he's an engineer and he's wayyyy out there, but he knows what he's doing. He knows what he's talking about. You can trust what he says. I am so thankful for what he has allowed me to do. I've gotten to bring in money, keep babysitting my babies (the salons), and raise my kids myself. I LOVE IT. I am so thankful. I would work for him anywhere. In all of our company, i think that our department is the probably the ONLY ONE where most of us in the department have been with BM for 10+ years. That's how good he is. His people STAY. We have had 2 new people come in to our department. The rest of us have been here. If that doesn't say alot, I don't know what does. Besides me. I say alot. All the time. BLAB BLAB BLAB. :)

I'm so blessed!

And do you know what? I think- THINK- that he doesn't necessarily mind