My boss informed me last week that Big Boss would be in town today and, among other things, stopping by the mall Customer Service desk.
The last time I saw Big Boss was during my training back in June, and I've talked to her on the phone a couple of times since then. Since I don't see her often, I wanted to make a good impression. Yesterday I polished my nails, and thought about ironing my no-ironing-needed work shirt so it would look extra nice, but that idea slipped my mind until I opened the closet to get ready for work today. (The best laid plans...) After I put on the nicest-looking shirt, I chose my best work pants and belt, and added a pair of newer earrings I bought at one of the mall stores. Today my hair decided to be uncooperative, but I did my best to comb it into submission. I left the house a little earlier than usual, in case there were traffic issues to worry about. There weren't.
When I got to work, I noticed that the Boss had already cleaned up the desk area, including vacuuming the carpet, but I dusted everything again and made sure things were tidy. I didn't know what time Big Boss would be here, but word on the street was it would be after lunch. The mall opens at 10. At 11, I cleaned the desk area with a damp rag. At noon, I straightened everything again. One o'clock came and went, and still no sign of Big Boss. My Boss showed up at 2 for a meeting with her, and stood around until his phone rang ten minutes later. It was Big Boss, saying she was running late.
She showed up fifteen minutes before it was time for me to clock out at 3:00. I could have saved myself a lot of worry if I'd known that.