My dad was in the city for business on Monday and treated me to lunch. I never realize how much I miss my family until I see them. We met at an Italian restaurant not far from the office and my dad already had a table by the time I got there. When I spotted him sitting there in his slick navy suit I nearly cried. I haven’t seen my parents since Christmas and it has been way too long.
In some ways my mom and dad are polar opposites. He is in charge of the entire financial department for a Fortune 500 energy company so he makes like, a ton of money. He’s very business-minded. It’s all work, work, work with him even on holidays and weekends. I don’t blame him – working hard is how he got to where he is now. Even though he brings home enough money per year to buy a small jet, he is still very humble. He drives a Honda, buys his suits from Dillard’s and gets excited about free samples at the grocery store.
My mother, on the other hand, drives a super unnecessary white BMW X5, has a personal shopper who buys groceries for the house, and has an average of fourteen credit cards at any given moment. She was a practicing therapist for several years before starting a cupcake business with a friend. She never went back to therapy and relies on the profits from her cupcake shop (and my dad’s money) to support her extravagant lifestyle.
They met in college and bonded over their love of food. My mom says they would go out to eat six days a week which honestly sounds really awesome. Except now my mom isn’t a very good cook. They got married as soon as they graduated and found out they were pregnant with me on the first day of their honeymoon. They obviously love each other and get along great, but sometimes I feel like my dad wishes he would have married someone else.
I’m the perfect mix of them both.
“Hi Daddy!” I greeted him.
He stood up and hugged me so tight I couldn’t breathe. I needed that hug though.
“You look amazing, pumpkin,” he said, kissing me on the cheek.
I’ve told my dad nine billion times not to call me “pumpkin.” It insinuates that either a) I’m big and round like a pumpkin or b) I overdid it with the self tanner and am the shade of a pumpkin. Both of which are unacceptable and downright mean.
“Thank you. I’ve been working out and stuff. I even ran a 5K!” I told him as we sat down. The “working out” part was obviously a lie, but whatever.
“Good for you! And you ran the entire thing?”
I nodded. “Of course. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”
“That’s mighty impressive, doll. The Reese I know would’ve had a horse and carriage take her to the finish line.”
I stuck my tongue out at him, but couldn’t help thinking that was a great idea. Next time.
We ordered small plates and talked about my mom and other family back home. Mom is up to her old tricks, maxing out the credit card and hoarding expensive, vintage furniture. In her defense though, our house does look like a grand, french provincial estate. It was even photographed for a local magazine a couple years ago.
All of my grandparents are retired except my maternal grandmother who owns and manages a highly successful high rise apartment complex downtown. We are convinced she will never retire. Daddy says they are all doing great except missing me tremendously (who wouldn’t?).
Catching up with my dad was fun and I was sad when we both had to go back to work. He made me promise to make a trip home soon and I told him I would.
When I got back to the office, I started chatting with Aron outside the break room. Since I had him alone I decided to casually mention the whole Whitney/Amanda thing and find out his involvement. He assured me that he didn’t tell Amanda anything about me and I believed him.
“Between you and me,” he said, looking over his shoulder. “Amanda is talking to BJ again. She told him that you caused a bunch of drama in the office and he said you’re a high schooler stuck in a 24 year old’s body.”
I saw red. I really didn’t think that I cared about the opinions of those peasants but that really pissed me off. How was I causing drama? What lie did she tell BJ to make him think I’m some immature drama queen? And why would Amanda be stupid enough to get back in contact with him after all he did to her? Ugh.
I thanked Aron for the information even though I wished he hadn’t told me. There was no way I wasn’t going to confront Amanda now.
Unlucky for her, I caught her walking past my office later that afternoon.
“Amanda!” I called after her sweetly. “A quick word?”
She turned and looked at me curiously then walked into my office.
“How’s your day going?” I asked in my best sorority girl voice.
“Good,” she smiled. “Whitney is letting me write the blog posts for next week so that’s what I was working on.”
“Nice. Blogging is fun, right?”
“Just really quickly,” I said, getting into it. “People have been telling me that you’re saying things about me – inappropriate things – and I wanted to address it before it goes too far.”
I had barely finished the sentence when she said, “I haven’t said anything about you,” and crossed her arms defensively.
“Okay… But I do think you must have said something to make people think you were talking negatively about me.”
“No I didn’t. I haven’t said a word about you,” she said defiantly.
The little bitch was bold. I definitely expected to just say a few words and scare her out of my office, but she wasn’t backing down.
“Whatever you say, Amanda. Just know that if I hear anything else, I’m going directly to Tracey so she can handle it.”
She cocked her head to the side. “Oh so is Tracey actually disciplining people for their actions now?”
For a moment I didn’t know where she was going with this then I caught her drift. I hadn’t been fired over the BJ incident.
“Yes she is. So continue talking if you want to be sent back to school with a bad recommendation.”
Amanda smiled and said, “Okay, Reese.”
Even though she looked angelic in her Lilly Pulitzer shift dress and matching turquoise headband, I wanted to snatch her hair out.
“Have a nice day,” I said and watched her walk out.
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