Tennessee was okay. Wednesday was the soft opening event so on Tuesday we spent the entire day making sure the store was ready for all the people who were invited. It really showed me how much I still don’t know about everything. Like there was a company installing the internet and phones and they asked the manager if they could cut a small hole in a wall to run the wires. She then asked me if that would be okay. And obviously I had no idea. I ended up telling the guys that they could as long as they promised it would be small and not noticeable.
So for most of the day I just answered people’s questions and granting approval to do things. I was basically just there to make sure everything was running smoothly. Everything seemed to be under control so I spent the majority of the day putting things in my shopping cart on revolveclothing.com. We called it a day around 5:30 or 6. Since I had nothing better to do, I invited the manager and store assistants to dinner at my hotel. I thought it would be a nice gesture from me (even though I charged it all to my company card) plus Andrew told me I should try to get to know my employees.
Wednesday was busy. We had a really good turn out for the invite only soft opening so good in fact that the internet went down so for a little while we couldn’t accept any credit cards. The manager ran to me and asked what we should do and I had no idea either. So I just found the business card the internet installation guys gave me and called them. I had to stay on the phone for like two hours with them trying to figure it out which is really annoying and something I kind of feel like I’m too important to be doing.
Andrew called me in the morning and asked me to keep him in the loop so I did just that. I literally texted him after every sale and sent him pictures of the store filled with people (but didn’t tell him about the mild glitch with the internet). Honestly, I was just trying to annoy him like he annoys me and at first he was excited and told me to keep it up, then he stopped responding lol.
I left Tennessee on Wednesday evening and made it home in time to meet Kendra for happy hour. I got cheese fries and an extra dry martini. We had so much to talk about especially my new job. She told me that I needed to take it more seriously and I can’t just get away with doing nothing because I don’t have Diana there to back me up. I was a little offended by that because Diana was never like a crutch for me.
To change the subject I said, “I heard John spent the night with you the other night.”
Kendra’s mouth twitched and she didn’t say anything for a moment. I sipped my ‘tini.
“Carly told you that?” she finally asked.
“As a matter of fact, she did. Why didn’t you want me to know?” I said.
“Do you have nothing better to talk about?” Kendra huffed, crossing her arms. “Y’all are annoying.”
“You’re annoying!” I said back automatically then felt bad. “Just kidding. What did you and John talk about?”
“I’m not fucking telling you. So you can go back and tell Carly and the two of you can talk about it?”
“Kendra,” I said in my most mature voice.
“I don’t want to talk about this. Where’s the waitress?”
And she literally refused to talk about John at all for the rest of the evening.
After that I went to Brady’s. He was working when I got there and was being really quiet. I asked how he was and how work was going and etc and he kept giving me short, one word answers. And then I got annoyed with him and stomped to his room. Fine. If he wanted to be antisocial and weird then whatever. Fifteen minutes later, Brady came to his room.
“I’m sorry. I’m not trying to be rude, I’m just really tired,” he said.
I shrugged. “Why?”
“I’ve been working a lot more than usual recently. It’s draining.” He laid down on the bed next to me with his clothes and shoes still on.
Oh yeah. He has been working late like every single day. I’ve been so busy worrying about myself that I didn’t even notice. I suddenly had a realization: this was Kendra and John’s exact downfall. I’m such a self centered bitch sometimes.
“Is everything okay? Why are you working so much?” I asked.
“Everything is fine. I’m just picking up someone else’s work for the time being and it kind of sucks,” Brady said. He sat up and started pulling his clothes off.
I’ve never heard Brady complain about work ever. I rarely hear him complain about anything. He’s usually so optimistic. So I knew this really must suck.
“Oh. How long do you have to do that?” I asked.
“I don’t know. It’s fine.”
Brady got up and changed silently. I didn’t like him like this and needed to cheer him up as soon as possible.
“Wanna do something fun this weekend?” I asked excitedly when he came back to the bed.
“Mmhm. Like what?” He nuzzled my neck.
“Well, I don’t know. Whatever you want. We could stay here and smoke and fuck all weekend if that tickles your pickle,” I said.
Brady laughed. And then literally, three minutes later he was asleep.
I worked from home on Thursday. I had some reports to get to Andrew by the end of the day plus we had a big conference call with all of the sales directors, Andrew and his colleagues, and the New York bigwigs.
Right in the middle of the conference call, I got a text from Carly that said, “Are you fucking kidding me, Reese?”
And I replied, “What?”
“You told Kendra what I said YOU’RE SUCH A FUCKING BITCH I’M NEVER TELLING YOU ANYTHING AGAIN YOU’RE HONESTLY THE WORST FRIEND EVER.”
“Carly.” was all I said back. Obviously she was being a little bit ridiculous and I needed to reel her back in.
“Reese, I told you not to tell her. I’m very pissed at you right now.”
“I was drunk.” This wasn’t 100% true.
“She’s so mad lol. What should I do?”
“She’ll be fine. Honestly, we all knew this was coming. I don’t even know why she’s trying to hide it. Over it. Wanna get drunk this weekend?”
At this point, I heard Andrew say, “Thoughts on that, Reese? You’re being awfully quiet.”
I unmuted my phone and said, “Umm, can you actually repeat what you just said? I missed it because I was taking notes.”
“Sure!” Andrew said really cheerfully and then repeated his question. I managed to ramble a pretty decent answer. Andrew seemed impressed and took back over the conversation.
I didn’t text Carly back until after the call was over. Andrew texted me afterwards too saying, “Nice job on the call today! Once you have a better grasp on things, I want you to participate more.” Compliments from Andrew are so few and far between that the text boosted my mood for the entire day.
I haven’t really talked to Kendra since Wednesday. I know the mature, best friendly thing to do would be to call and her let her know that I support her no matter what she decides to do with John. But I’m just like, no, fuck that. How many times has she inserted her opinion about my life in where it was unwanted and then made me feel like shit for not doing what she says? I just can’t bring myself to be the bigger person yet.