So...

I have major news.
It's been going on for a week now and it's official.
It started out big big boss with blue blue eyes coming into office and asking me to walk out with him.
Yes those were his exact words.
i thought maybe that's a midwestern way of saying you are fired.
But no,
Instead we went down the elevator to get stuff from his car.
15 minutes later, I am sitting at my desk glowing and ignoring Gerry's 'woman, what's the matter with you. Why you beaming?"
Hee Hee.
Gerry, my friend, I can't tell you this.
But I have been, hopefully, offered a potential (if all goes well BB boss' words not mine) raise/promotion.
How cool is that?
How utterly cool?
Then my boss calls me and the HR of the BigCorpThatboughtUs calls me.
And Yesterday, my new boss (TheIncrediblyExperiencedAmazathon) called me and told me the raise.
I am flabbergasted I tell you.
Plain flabbergasted.
It's not trump money.
But Lord, its enough to get a new car. A NEW, fresh smelling, CAR.
Or atleast enough to not be laughed at when asking for a car payment loan.
Hoorah!!!
And its certainly enough to go on this Vegas trip withougt having to eat Ramen Noodles for two months.
Hoorah Hoorah!!!
So now I am a responsible adult with responsible sounding job title with responsibilities.
And I will be getting an expense account because I shall be expected to travel lots.
Now that, ladies and gentleman, means something.
I shall be sprinkling those words liberally in my conversation with college mates and others.
"Must put this on my EXPENSE ACCOUNT". "oH Highfalutins, can't come out drinking with you because I am TRAVELLING ON BUSINESS"
I will be..
bEEP. Ting.
What??
New Emails. And phone calls. All on same day. Fabulous. Absufreakinglutely fabulous.
"Goodevening, this is Me..."
"Yes Me.."
oooH new Boss.
"could you review following projects and get in touch with association. This needs to be done today"
Huh?
It's 4 pm on Friday.
I don't do ...
"Also, ME, I'd like you to contact...."
Sigh.
"And, I'd like you to..."
I suppose now I will have no time to check out Gawkers doing or see who's fugging themselves at work or steal the last icecream from breakroom.
I am now a working corporate wench.