I Say Yes, You Say No, And Then The Manager Shows Up
My long-term boyfriend proposed to me and, of course, I was over the moon. It was all super romantic and sticky.
Work: “Well, we don’t think you can get a day off.”
Me: “Why? I’m asking six months in advance, and I need a day off. It’s for a wedding, and it’s mine.”
Work: “If you wanted days not previously specified, you must ask a year in advance. Why didn’t you?”
Me: “I didn’t know I was getting married!”
Work: “Why not?”
Me: “My fiance asked me in December, and I told you the day we were back from holidays. I don’t suppose he expected you to be this unreasonable?”
The wedding date was in August.
Work: “Well, next time you ‘want to get married’, tell the guy to tell us a year before.”
Me: “I quit.”
Three hours later, my manager came in and yelled so that everyone could hear:
Manager: “Oh, no, girl, you don’t! Have what time you need! YOU STUPID FOOLS, IT’S HER WEDDING!”
I loved that manager. I took two weeks to meet the extended family, and it was no trouble.
Over fifteen years later, we’re married, sharing a mortgage, and raising a kid, who’s turning out very nice. This marriage is literally the best idea ever — literally, not figuratively.