manofmusic,
Thanks for the reply.
This niece is my favorite one. I have three others. She does actually toy with me. But I also kid around with her, as well. Example: she says she liked it better when I was in the shower (and not in the living room with my wife.) I'll come back with "I'd liked it better when you were taking a nap." :p
She's also a little bit of a brat. She's the youngest, is cute, knows I (and others) love her, and sharp for her age. I jokingly say if I go back into sales, she should come with me as my assistant
Unfortunately her lack of desire for Italian was on the level.
I wanted Italian because of my birthday. My wife and I could have gone alone another time but because she is a pseudo-daughter, we wanted her with us. She, because of her age and slight brattiness, thinks she can get her way or have things changed to her liking. My wife, her defense attorney
, starts turning out the “But, she’s your baby” fluff. That don’t wash with me. I am old-school when it comes to parenting kids. This was underscored when Niecey changed her mind and said she’d go. I told her if she wants to play games, she needs to get her Wii. Just because she’s my favorite doesn’t mean she gets carte blanche on situations.
It’s three days later and I have no regrets about my response.
No unfortunately the warm fuzzies have not returned. This is typical for me in recent years. After I have a disagreement with someone, it takes a few days for me to get my feelings for that person back to the pre-disagreement time. It may not be the greatest trait, but that’s my sensitive nature.
On the job front, I felt I had a good two-fer interview today at this company. I interviewed with the sales manager I met at last week’s job fair, and then he had meet another sales manager. I liked both and definitely could work for both. (I HATE micromanagers.) I am not popping open champagne and still remain in Cautious Optimism mode, but the feeling I got was that they needed to decide which level of sales rep I would be.
The kicker is that I interviewed with this company last month with a different manager. When I followed up with him after the interview, he told me the company was going to notify me by mail.
What a lying dope. I guess it worked out because I like today's managers much better. It'll be funny if one of them hires me and the dopey manager realizes I got hired anyway.
. I wanted the Italian restaurant and enjoy the meal and time with my loved ones.