So, I know I've complained about my job before. I also know I have bragged excessively about how much I love my job at times and how lucky I feel to get to work in the wine industry and spend time up in fabulous California Wine Country.
I thought I would mention another reason I love my job: the people.
This is Rose while on-site at one of our clients. On-site days can be torturous- lots of pressure to produce in an environment where the technology doesn't always cooperate... Or on-sites can be the day we look forward to most... Rose helps make this the case. We've been carpooling lately and spend the 1 hr+ or so it takes us to get to St. Helena from her place in Walnut Creek. When Rose and I get together we turn into 15 year-old girls, and of course, the conversation turns to shoes and boys. We also have those long, in-depth "Why is the universe so___" conversations. I seriously would have quit by now(well, since Mike left) if it weren't for Rose. Not that we don't have our knock-down drag out tiffs now and then. She is just one of those people I feel is going to be in my life long after I've left this job behind.
And this is Brad. He works for one of our clients. I love Brad. Isn't he a cutie? He has one of the most jovial, can-do attitudes I've seen. We have a whole lotta laughs during on-site days when he is around. He would die if he knew I put his picture up here and said nice stuff about him. So, I probably better mention that another reason why I like him is he shares my fart-humor mentality. Yes, during a break one day we actually tried to verify via the internet whether it was truth or myth that there was a man who asphyxiated himself with his own gastrointestinal effluvium.
I work with other people, too. I don't have pictures of them. I will soon, however, with my mad webcam skills at work. I can't wait to broadcast video of my coworkers embarrassing themselves. Seems like a potential firing is in my future. Heh. Our annual Bev Al meeting is coming up soon. There will hopefully be all sorts of inappropriateness for me to capture.