So, things at work are weird. I’m one of the lucky ones who gets to stay. The few of us who will remain at the place of employment are feeling a little bit of survivor guilt. It doesn’t help that we have one person on the professional staff that was in such a snit about her non-staying status that she’s decided not to talk to our supervisor. I think maybe she’s getting over that but who knows. It helps she’s on vacation for a few days.
Today there was hardly anyone at work with people beginning to take their leave. The building was strangely quiet until we unearthed an old Best of the 70s cassette tape from an old course box (the things we find in old course boxes). As the raspy tape started up, we were all cheered to the point of hysterical laughter and then we broke into song. Singing along to Captain and Tennille and The Partridge Family somehow makes things a little better.
Well, that’s good that you got to keep your job at least, even though it’s probably awkward.
I could probably sing along with every Captain and Tennille and Partridge Family song with you.