We could hardly wait to tell about what happened to mama yesterday. First, she didn't get a job yet. So no celebrating. But this is the story:
The bus let her off right in front of the building. That was nice. When she opened the door there were a few steps. As she started up, the receptionist/administrative assistant (who is leaving Friday) said hello, and gave her a job description. Then the official greeter came. She was suave, sofisticated, beautiful, soft spoken, and her name was Olivia. And mama says she loves scritchies. That's right. Olivia is a cat! They have not one butTWO office cats! Olivia liked mama. Of course. My mama is furry nice. Mama didn't get to meet the other cat. The other one was kinda laid back (I think it was nappie time, myself).
When the two beans came out to get her for the interview, they said they hoped the cat didn't bother her, and she said, no, she has one at home.
They didn't shake hands very well. Mama said a good handshake is important. She talked to them about a half hour about her job history, and then the subject of the cats was brought up. It seems that one of the beans has four cats at home that were homeless and adopted him. And they have the office cats. So mama told them about her being adopted by me.
After the interview they shook hands again, only this time they were nice firm handshakes. She said even if they don't hire her, she is glad she got to meet Olivia.
The other thing about yesterday is that after she came home, mama broke the other side of her glasses, and she can't get the assistance for new ones until next Wednesday. That is the furry bad news.
But wasn't the office story neat?? Office cats! And a beanboss that loves cats!
I hope she gets that job. I won't even be jealous of Olivia.
Is this a sign????